Freedom

To shut my eyes,
Never to open them again,
What a wonderful freedom from the burdens
That life hangs around my neck, Weighing me down with cares and woes, And feelings of despair and a lack of hope.

To shut my eyes,
To dream endlessly until the end of days, When it doesn't matter how I appear, How I talk or how I write,
And no one judges me on appearance only,
But looks beyond the shell into the depths of what I can offer.

Self-conscious and alone,
Too scared to speak out,
Too afraid to appear the fool and lose the good things in my life.
Too quiet to know,
Too cut off to be noticed.
Too tired to care.

To shut my eyes,
Never to open them again.

What a wonderful freedom.