Freedom Poem by Just Myself

They bossed her around
And smashed her face in the ground
They walked all over her
They spread that dirty rumor
They forced her to a point
They touched that joint
She said bye
She felt her spirit fly
She was free
Just to be me
No one telling her she wasn’t good
No one kicking her in the mud and no one could
No one uses her as a doormat
No one told her that
Freedom was so cool
She could use no as a tool
Now her is me
No one could be
As happy as me
Because no one has been
Truly free