I feel trapped.

I feel like a caged animal in this house.

Never allowed the freedom this nation hath promised.

Two murky shadows from my dreams

prevent me from drinking in the sweet wild water of the river,

singing to every little flower on the shoulders on the interstate of life,

dancing through a yellowing field of wheat.

I vow

I shall run once the eighteenth year approaches

I shall just leave

I shall just walk on the shoulder of God's road.

I shall be only accompanied by the robin in the morn and

The crickets shall lull me with their sweet chirps

To sleep.

A pen and journal my only companion

Life was suppose to be free

With buildings and technology,

We have ruined the Earth along with our souls

But not I

I shall walk the Earth and live as God intended

I will not have a name,

I will have no phone,

I will not have a plan

But I shall be happy

but those two shadows from my dreams stop it all