The Key

A Poem by Talia

I’m doing fine
Your not mine
Im doing swell
Can’t you tell

I’m moving on
Pretending you're gone
I’m waking up
Filling another cup

I’m gonna run away and getaway
From June to May, you can’t tell me where to stay
I’m going to take it all In
And you're not going to stop my win

I’m living my life for the first time
I’m not stopping on that dime
Anymore
There’s no more war

I’m loving the peace
Finally released from my leash
I’m going to go my own way
With no one telling me that I can't even lay on the bay

I’m standing up tall, speaking my mind
And I’m somewhere you will never find
Just believe in me, and you will finally see
That all you need is the key and one, two, three, your free