Born Free

She was born with all the freedom,

And her soul was set free.

She would roam the streets till dawn,

To dream of things that she could be.

Her mind was full of questions

And the worlds she could create,

But time then stole her passion

And the world had sealed her fate.

She sat in office chairs now,

All she ever did was type.

For rent can’t pay itself, can it?

And life deserves the hype.

So she slowly let the questions

And the world inside her fade.

She needed all the money,

So she blindly just obeyed.

She was born with all the freedom,

She was very much alive.

But the world so deep inside her

Wasn’t able to survive.