16 Years


One day I’ll escape you

And I’ll run far and fast

And though it may be years from now

I’ll be free at last

Free to go which way to choose

All for myself this time

Free to play win or lose

But the choice will be all mine

Someday I hope you’ll be okay

But I need to worry about me to

Which seems to go by the wayside

When We’re always worried about you