Treasure Island

Karley Kay

(6/22 / Found My Relief)

Breaking Free (For English Class)


Being held captive
I have to break out
Looking around
Starting to freak out
Being held captive
I have to get out
The doors locked
The window's shut
Break through the glass
At last I am free.

Outside I run
Fast as I can
Getting away from here
I hear freedom calling
It calls me sweetly
Out of breath I stop
Seeing the flag
That means sweet freedom

Submitted: Thursday, January 13, 2011
Edited: Friday, January 28, 2011

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