Free
You were young and full of giggles with music inspired wiggles
You could be yourself around anyone else
You were older and ever so much colder
Winter had come and gone
Yet you still hadn't moved on
They shamed you full on blamed you
For your free spirit
Thought, a Sunday school lesson could cure it But it didn't help Instead you put yourself upon a shelf
Locked up behind the winter felts
Brought it back down when others weren't around
Dreamed big only to be shot down
You grew too big for the shelf realized this couldn't be good for your health
Released the beast
Who went to a feast and plotted revenge for those who kept you behind lock and hinge
You realized revenge wouldn't mend but only defend the actions of those who opposed a side that has all yet but died
Finally, you nurse yourself back to health bust the hinge break down that shelf that you once put yourself on for others to cling to a you that they created basically fabricated.
A girl who once laughed to the beat of her favorite soundtrack before the music was gone and you were left with absolutely nothing to hold on but a fake self and a fear of the girl who pretended for everyone else She's now free a so much better me The one she was before she stepped onto the shelf to hide from her true self.