I thought the words were everyone else,
Until I heard the voice inside myself

The more I look, the more I find
All I crave is peace of mind

From the thoughts I think, to the words I say
I could leave or I could stay

I want to grow, I want to learn
but these demons are at every turn

I have no choice but to move ahead,
but the very thought makes me feel dead

The life I live is all I know,
I feel I have so far to go.

But something burns inside of me,
the part that remembers what it was to be free

For I have felt it once before,
I was born like that I'm sure.

-Sara Amanda Martin