Freedom

Ali – IS 145 – Grade 7

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Life is depressing for many I have learned
For example take me
I look around in the small glass box
That I am confined in
I realize that I am isolated
From the world that was once around me

I look into the mirror
Hanging on the wall
I watch the lonely reflection
And fall into a deep slumber
I see an unbelievable dream of the outside world

I was flying high in the sky
I was swimming in the sea
And then I was shot into space out of my dream
I only awake to find myself alone again
For I find freedom

Freedom is a privilege
For those lucky enough
It is something given and received
For it is something I yearn for