Thursday, December 29, 2011

Free

I could walk for hours just because
And sometimes the freeway off ramp
Appeals to me for some midnight walking
But something tells me that the late-night patrol officers
Would possibly consider that a suicide attempt
"But officers," I'd say, "I'm a happy girl"
Got a whole lot going for me
A big world to see
My whole life ahead of me"
"Dear girl," they'd say, "it's never the sad ones."
And we'd share this sad moment together
Not quite sure of what else there was to say
Because I knew they were right
Truth is, I'd never even consider that idea
It was just that walking against traffic was always this taboo
And in the moment, in the moonlit midnight of my neighborhood
I just wanted to see what it felt like to be free

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