I fail to see the bliss in my life,

I crave to see a change in my life,

For I have done enough of what I do,

And I’ve taken too many orders from a pastor,And I’m through.

I’ve not seen life in all its hues,

I crave to see what happens when flowers bloom,

I wanna run away and sing with the bees,

Songs of happiness,on the tallest of trees.

I feel an uncontrollable urge to touch the moon,

When i see a bird flying all on its own,

No orders,no invisible cages,

And no supply of worthless printed pages.

But when I do get the chance to breakaway,

To leave everything behind and see a new day,

I get a strange feeling in my mind,

And unwillingly I look behind.

I take a step back,

I’m very unsure,

And I slowly feel my trembling hands,

And i realize I’ve never been this insecure.

That is when it hits me like a shock,

A vision creeps into my mind that I so wish I could block,

The truth passes me in a flash,

And I come back to my senses when my sweat hits a rash.

I realize its very late at night,

I go to sleep with a heavier heart,

Knowing that I had the chance to breakaway,but I did not,

The stakes are too high,the risk is too much and survive,I cannot.