there in front of me
lay my hopes and
my dreams
spread out on the floor
like a pair of
faded jeans.
don't know where
i'm going
don't know exactly
what i'm to do
just know that i can't
stay here anymore
living a lie
with you.
i open the door
and i prepare
to leave
i see the sun
i feel the breeze
and i think
...it's good to be free.
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