I’ve been looking for anything To point me in the right direction Time is running out And I still haven’t figured out Quite how I’m gonna reach perfection Everybody is laying down the law They’re all amazingly opinionated I know there must be something more Than what the world is believing in I was lost in a place no one wants to be Trying hard to convince my heart to believe You were there all along, I just couldn’t see That there’s a love in Your arms that’s waiting for me I never bother with the politics In the end they never really matter at all So stop telling me who I want to be Freedom means I make decisions When everything gets so complicated Who do I choose to believe? Religion can be so overrated But all I know is now I am free [[Category:Eleventyseven]]

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