SVC (23 March 1989 / )


freedom is a fickle thing
it seems to take our youth
it gives nothing back
there's nothing left to salvage
there's nothing left to believe in
it seems as though life isn't mine anymore
we stand at the side lines of life
watching it pass by
and we wave as it does
freedom is a fickle thing
something every one claims to own
it's something people seem to wish for.
they keep it hiden
they keep it save
... in tomorrow
but tomorrow never comes
so it just fades away with our youth
and we can't understand why...

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freedom thats what we wish for but we dont practice it, i know how it is, thanks for the nice poem.