They say i’m free
But i still flinch
Broke the chains
But the scars don’t quit
I left the place that made me small
But sometimes i still crawl
Freedom look good in light
But at night i miss the fight
Miss the pain i learned to hug
Miss the cage that fit like love
Do i really want release?
Or just a new way to repeat?
Do i fly or just fall slow?
Is this peace or letting go?
Freedom ain’t no movie scene
It’s quiet steps and torn-up dreams
It’s losing friends to find your name
It’s waking up and still feeling strange
I don’t owe nobody my return
I don’t owe the past what it burned
So maybe this ain’t what they see
But maybe this
Is free?
Free?