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the wind is blowing outside

and i am beside myself with worry

i suddenly feel trapped

for all ive tried

only to bring up fury

scared to death

this cant be my last breath

i am not made to be tied down



i wish i was a bird

where i can sore through my life and be free

as mr.frost says"to go about climbing a tree".

i want to just leave it

let it loose oout of my grip

be able to let go.



there is more to life

why wont you idiot let me be

im not afraid to fall

or take a chance.



my life,

no,no my life shall not end

not here not now

not with you

this is only a dream



i know in my heart it will

and so right now i am letting go

with this last thought on my life

on this note

i close my life away

i will not be lonely again

i will get my dream

free as a bird i will be

good bye you all