Freedom
© Alicia, March 19, 2002

I free myself by admitting my fault
I'm liberated by your ill response
it results in emotional climax with its own release

I can no longer accept your love as my due
I'm envious of children
their support system is so strong

You hurt me but I was the one that was wrong
How can I do the right thing at the right time
if my show in house isn't in order

the pressure is building
but I won't step away
this record will be pure someday

If we will be punished for all we've done wrong
we will be rewarded for every thing we've done right
Little hurts don't need to be big

Now I can let go of what's wrong
happiness starts within
I knew that all along

There's something to be said about phases
from the end of my life seasons will be more clear
the results will all be there

I will answer for everything
my logic can steer me wrong
so that's not Who's helping me along.


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