What a wonderful flavour, the taste of freedom,
Free to do as I please, although some
Might disagree and argue that I am far too incapable
To be on this plane alone. I am perfectly able
To think for myself and make decisions,
Believe in what’s right and follow that vision.
What a splendid feeling to be here on my own!
After the confines of my life, I can change my miserable tone.
But being so young, I must be wary,
If things go wrong, my cries won’t carry.
Today, at last, I am finally free,
Being away from such misery, I can finally see.
But this bubble of joy may not last,
The threat is so near, escaping is a task.
Thoughts of returning back there fills me with such dread,
I might as well be dead.
From now on, I can never stop and breathe.
The authorities have me on a tight leash
They believe I float on a selfish cloud,
While they walk this earth, self-righteous and proud.
Existing in a world drained of all colour,
Leashed to the law with an iron-steel collar
No, I regret nothing of my past,
It is the part of me that will never cease to last
There is only one way that I can be saved,
A way where I don’t have to be afraid.
Under this tray of food that has just arrived,
Lies an array of deadly forks and knives.
These weapons are my saviour, a blessing in disguise
They will never expect it! They are not all that wise.
This silver gift will set me free
From this truly terrible monstrosity.