Freedom. What does that mean? Trapped in misery. I know that there are straps connected to me that I cannot untie. I get a tiny glimpse of where I could be without these straps, yet the vision is like a mirage and quickly fades. Some are trying to untie the straps, while others are retying them as quickly as they come off. Away! I just want to be away. Where do I go to find freedom? Where do I run to be alone?
Safety. What does that mean? I have played the games and the parts of what others wanted me to play. I have been their puppets. Now it is my turn to run and be me. Who is me? This person hidden deep inside. At times I hear her crying out. She only speaks for a moment. Then she is quickly silenced by the other players. Where is it safe for her to come out?
Tomorrow. What does that mean? It has been my answer for many days. Tomorrow it will be better. Tomorrow I will stand up. Tomorrow I will escape. But tomorrow has not come. When the sun comes up, the day begins and I am once again in today. Tomorrow will have to be tomorrow.
Life. What does that mean? Is this what life is? Is life just surviving and pretending? I see others who know what life is. Why can't I get to where they are? Won't somone untie these straps? Please let me run! I need Freedom! I need Safety! I need Tomorrow! I want Life!
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