I am free, the bindings you slapped on me,
They are no longer in place,
Through struggle and strife, they broke,
Huzzah, I say, they feel like a distant memory.

This freedom, this intoxicating feeling,
I'm drunk on it, I never knew this was the world,
How could you deprive me of these things,
This splendor to which I am growing accustomed to.

Yes, it was scary at first,
And I felt in danger constantly,
But now, I no longer run, I see,
Now, I'm not afraid, I'm ready.

But it's lonely, it's desperate.
No, I'm lonely, I'm desperate.
This is all wonderful, but something is missing.
Something more, something I need.

What is it I'm missing,
And how did it go lost?
How can I find it?
Where?

This world you kept locked away,
This world you would have me never witness,
It's all so magical, but I understand now,
I understand why you wanted to shelter me.

The bindings were but words,
Meant to keep me safe.
My struggle and strife were against an enemy I never had.
Now, I long for your company again.

I miss you, the safety, the familiarity.
But I also love this feeling I have right now.
It's an unknown situation, and I don't know what to do.
But tis life, I suppose. Carpe Diem.