Nah, this world won\'t keep me down.. it can\'t steal my crown.. I\'m bound.. to the Lord in which I\'m found.. never again will I be fooled like a clown..
by Satan the liar.. looking for evil workers for hire.. in which he doesn\'t tell they\'ll be consumed by fire..
nah, I\'m free.. every since I fell to my knees.. chains broken by the Son I\'m free indeed.. i was blinded but now I see..
now I have hope that last.. knowing that now I can forget my past.. never again do I need that mask..
i am who I am.. and no one knows me but Christ, the great I Am..
see the heart needs to mend.. that\'s why I write these words so the pain I\'ll send..
away to another place.. at a fast pace.. so I\'ll be free and empty dreams i won\'t have to chase..
this poem could last forever with nothing but time to spend.. but to spare the reader this is where I\'ll have it to end.