My thoughts, they are sacred, they are my own
My dreams, In Pandora’s Box, They are locked tightly
My secrets, they are hidden, Never wanting to see the light of day
My body, it holds inside much, my essence
My soul, it is free, it is forever
My will, Hard as diamonds, an unbreakable shield
Yet as much as I despise it so
Things change and I am unable to keep what is mine
My thoughts, Shared and then stolen
My dreams, Set free and never found
My secrets, Told and never kept
My body, Bruised and broken
My soul, Disappears no more
My will, the precious stone brakes
The shield shatters
And I am left with nothing more
It seems a cruel world we live in
Even the smallest object is not kept
We are run over by unfair judgment
We are slapped by words and lies
Not one is truthful, All we do is hide
Each wears a false mask And behind it is fear
Fear of change
Fear of trust
Fear of love
Fear of lust
But these fears can be broken
It takes only one
One voice
Ones choice
Ones power
Ones share
Only one has to care
Then it grows it will overflow
From tens
To hundreds
To thousands
To millions
The mask will be torn, never again worn
We will be free
Hopes on the scene, so is pride and joy
And now we yell and scream
We are free!
Free from the chains of regret, Free from the binding of guilt
No more drowning in what it’s, No more choking on might or maybes
We are free, we fought back
We are free, we had the strength
But really I’m only talking
That voice had not been heard
We are not really free, and why you might ask
Because pleas fall on deaf ears
For now we only wait, that mask is still in place
One day that voice will come, And along with it
The small objects we hold precious
Oh how nice it will to be free
To be free
To be free!