Sometimes

Sometimes you feel like writing, but your mind is going blank. you want to write, but you just have to stare, you say to your self, why am I writing, if it will not be interesting? Why am I writing, if no one will read it? Well, your dream is to be a writer. no, its not a dream, its a passion.... Sometimes, you just need to keep keeping on, and like my friend says, it will come to you with the wind. Oh what's the use in trying...when your senses say no place exists for you, as PM Dawn and Boy George sang, More than likely, you will find what you are looking for!

Freedom

Oh lord my momma hear me out,
oh lord my papa hear me out,
there are just some things I have to do to be free.
Although there are many gone before us,
and still there are many more to come,
I am glad I got my own way to be free.
I know it is not going to be easy,
But I will have to rid my self of this influences,
that, like a bad cold, have been passed on to me,
Yet all I want is to be free.
Although they try to make me forget,
The right path that I should be walking on,
Im glad I discovered it just in time,
and now i'm on my walk to FREEDOM.


Free at last,

free to freedom,

free at last,

freedom has come, at last