freedom

Freedom

By: Nick Workman

 

From the day I was born,

Until the day you die,

You bring me down

And I don’t know why.

Forced to just sit

And watch the world go by.

But I’ve spread my wings,

Now I’m ready to fly.

If I’m your pride and joy,

Why don’t you help me?

Since I was a little boy,

I didn’t know what to be.

I just hope one day

I can finally make you see

The pain and confusion

Your mothering causes me.

If I know I can be great,

Why the discouragement?

You’re supposed to be there for me,

But no acknowledgement.

If you truly believe in you heart

That I’m Heaven-sent,

You’d have my back fully,

Not yank until it’s bent.

I want to say I’m sorry,

But this time I’m not wrong.

I’m leaving for good;

I just want to belong.

Im so tired of this heartache

You cause me daily, Mom.

And you’ll understand that more

If you ever hear this song.