My hands rub together, creating friction,
My body heaves along with my heart,
My forehead leaks golden beads of sweat,
My feet move forward, legs apart.
I look to the right, no human passing,
I look to the left, no person on guard,
The bars before me, solid and daunting,
A jacked up teenager, locked away, barred.
That's me and I fake it, pretend that,
I'm always meant to be here, locked away,
But they've made a mistake, long forgotten,
Leaving me with nothing to say.
So now I pretend that it's normal procedure,
To stand before my locked up door,
Fist at the ready, held up, clenched tight,
Until I whack it, punch it, the lock on the floor.
Running I forget it, the reason I came,
To escaping the place I've long been,
Because adrenaline rushing, pushing me onwards,
It's more than my dreams have seen.
I feel alive with it, hopeful, alight and I,
Can't let myself get caught this time,
For I made it through years when I knew they were wrong,
And now it's my time to shine.
So I run with the wind, encasing it,
My heart pounding against the breeze,
And I know there's a place long forgotten,
But no longer do I cry on my knees.
Because I'm free, I'm feeling the moment,
Of living within a once lifeless soul,
And I wouldn't give it up to go back there;
This is me, this is life when I'm