searching through my box of memories I found a paper i wrote during 2008 – 2009.

Walking down the streets
Watching all people going free
Made Me think of my Life
And how its gonna be
Maybe I will be happy and free
Maybe I will lose my dignity
It’s the life, It’s the fee

We have to try, like the birds to fly
We have to try to be Ourselves
To help each other and protect the nest
To the end of time I will say
We are free