Free

Standing alone

in a crowded hall

all eyes on me

awaiting my call

They push and pull

give and take

I'm losing control

about to break

They try to run my life

who I need to be

I'm tired of everyone wanting

I need to be set free

I am my own man

25-years old

I've been to hell and back

yet I'm still being told

You don't know what's best

and you never cared in the past

If my life you keep living

my life will be your last

Just leave me alone

back off and see

let me happy

allow me to be free

To make my own choices

and be my own man

You may not agree

but I have my own plan

So again I ask

to let me be

I'm walking away

I'm finally free...