Aug 11, 2006 22:01
Freedom
Is a choice of words
Acts of silence
And bitter hurt
Silence
Is a barrier of pain
Till time is at its end
And the battery is dead.
I’ve been counting down the days
Till I see you standing there
Innocence is a child
And the pain
Stays the same
Theres no room to let it go
No time to see it fly by
I hold so tight
Counting down the final time
To tell you the real reason I am here.