F R E E D O M

Updated: Oct 14, 2021


She who loves her freedom, peace and mother nature.


 

An Aquarius indeed


Being free is extreme


It is a drug, highly addictive


A strain so particular


With a cravings so high


Pushing away anything and everybody to get by


And when there's rules


I don't believe in following through


Because why?


When my spirit is free and serene


I must follow me by all means


My voice speaks


My Freedom Rings


I sing


On the moon, On cloud 9


Oh what might today bring


I'm now a fiend


In a field filled with green trees


Chasing my freedom has become part of my daily routine


Do you understand me?


My way of living is not for the weak


So come along if you can hang


Get high with me


Let's change the scene