Longing to be Free

It's being locked in closed spaces.
It's wanting to help, but being too guarded to do anything.
It's being pulled into too many directions,
People shouting, "Help me. Help me!"
It's losing the one that I love,
Even though they stand right before me.

It's finally finding the perfect one,
And being scared to lose him.
It's releasing everything locked inside my soul.
It's daring to open my heart up again.
It's being the person that everyone wants me to be.
It's appearing so strong, yet being so weak.
It's longing to stretch my wings,
Yet being held down by the wind of oppression.
It is just me, longing to be free.

It's you trying to hold me back.
It's you trying to bring me down.
It's you trying to change me to my very core.
It 's you not giving a damn about my emotions.
It's you confining me, trying to prove something.
It's you, each, and every one of you,
Calling for my attention.
It's you all trying to make me feel guilty.
It's being surrounded by a wall of people,
All screaming for my attention,
Yet never offering their support in the end.

It's you all trying to make me a cookie cutter person.
It's always expecting too much of me.
It's you all just fading into the distance,
As I gather the strength to stand alone.
In the end, it's just me ----
Longing to be free.