Freedom- The life we never get

 I was told that freedom is never free. How is that possible? Freedom cost us things we never imagined it could. Our fore-fathers fought for freedom, hatred and bloodshed flowed yet the freedom went far away from us. School life held our freedom, yet we never complained. We try our best to defend our rights yet they are being held in ransom for no just cause. How do I get this freedom? I want to step out of this universe, I want a new breath, I have been compromised with worries and lies, and the government is still doing it. The school system is still doing it, the judicial system is still doing it. Our rights have been held captive. Well, i don’t want much. All I want is “freedom”, I want to be free. The thought of getting this freedom always puts me in deep pain. The survival is for real, the air is hard to breath because of the pain in it. I choose life, I choose to be free, I choose not to be hunted by echoes of the past. An orator once said, ‘’we’re all born equal but only the fittest fights for survival’’. I want to fight for survival, I want to break the chains holding me captive, I want to be free like a bird. I don’t want to be judged by my fore-fathers this is the cry of my heart- to be free like a bird! was told that freedom is never free. How is that possible? Freedom cost us things we never imagined it could. Our fore-fathers fought for freedom, hatred and bloodshed flowed yet the freedom went far away from us. School life held our freedom, cramming this and that yet we never complained. We try our best to defend our rights yet they are being held in ransom for no just cause. How do I get this freedom? I want to step out of this universe, I want a new breath, we have been compromised with worries and lies, the government is still doing it, the school system is still doing it, the judicial system is still doing it. Our rights have been held captive. Well, i don’t want much. All I want is “freedom”, I want to be free. The thought of getting this freedom always puts me in deep pain. The survival is for real, the air is hard to breath because of the pain in it. I choose life, I choose to be free, I choose not to be hunted by echoes of the past. An orator once said, ‘’we’re all born equal but only the  fittest fights for survival, only the sttongest remains in power. I want to fight for survival, I want to break the chains holding me captive, I want to be free like a bird. I don’t want to be judged by my fore-fathers. This is the cry of my heart- to be free like a bird!