Just to be free
By Tegs
I try to pull my feet out of this bog,I try and make them follow me.But somehow I am rooted to where I stand.Some morbid curiosity keeps me here,fascinated by this deteriorating society.The myth that is plugged into our mindsand feeds our adrenaline, keeping us pumped,keeping us here and happy with life,unaware of what really is possible.It's a drug, we're addicted to at birth.But I have broken away, don't try and stop me.I'm leaving this place soon, going for a flythrough the clouds and to stroke the moon,and then to look back down on you all,to laugh, and feel so privillaged to be free. Written October 28th, 2001 © on Oct 28 2001 03:01 PM PST 0 • 10
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"I try to pull my feet out of this bog,I try and make them follow me.But somehow I am rooted to where I stand.Some morbid curiosity keeps me here,fascinated by this deteriorating society.The myth that is plugged into our mindsand feeds our adrenaline, keeping us pumped,keeping us here and happy with life,unaware of what really is possible.It's a drug, we're addicted to at birth.But I have broken away, don't try and stop me.I'm leaving this place soon, going for a flythrough the clouds and to stroke the moon,and then to look back down on you all,to laugh, and feel so privillaged to be free...."