Me & Free

Every morning I wake at 4 AM.

I wake at 4 AM and I am ready to be free.

I am alone, walking the streets of darkness and wonder, 

enjoying my time for me.

I realize that this is who I am, the girl who wanders

The girl who simply arrives and conquers,

weaving through impossible streets and abandoned buildings,

singing and dancing along. 

I am alone, yet I feel a certain spirit, 

something of passion and love and fire. 

I feel it burning in my soul and I know;

I know that this is me. 

This is my spirit, finally free.

I am me. I am free. 

I am that fiery passion skipping in the weeds, 

I am that beautiful melody hanging in the trees above, 

I am the love the street cats desire. 

Most importantly, I am not alone. 

It is not me against the world, but rather

me and the world against all.

Everday I wake at 4 AM. 

So that I can be free, 

so I can be me...

me and the world against all.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741