Phone A Mommy

This poem is just about my need to be free and just be who i want to be sometimes... I hope you all like...
Baby Glen

I need to be free

I need to be free,
I need to learn how to be,
how to be just me.
I need to be free.
I need to fly high,
I need to learn to not wonder why,
but to just let go with a sigh.
I need to be free.
I need to soar up in the sky,
I need to learn how to cry,
each time a small part of me dies.
I need to be free