The Freedom

The Freedom

the ache of memories
Remembering the gaze
I ponder about the memories
And fall into a haze

The feeling overwhelms me
But I can’t find the words
A difference of realities
Two different worlds

If I’m going to conceal
Or pretend to pretend
Let me at least have
Something until the end

Something that I ask
Because I’m already in a cage
To express a single feeling
Without a fit of rage

Let me have the freedom
The will to say the truth
Just to express its essence
And say “I love you”