I have always wondered how it would feel to be free Must be like levitating over my insecurities My heart would be pure like the innocent of a new born . Because I won’t hold on to my lidded up voice like a champagne bottle of overbearing emotions. I would be as light as a brown paper bag. Perhaps the sound of my feet will be a beautiful melody. It would walk with a rhythm of peace from all things not serving me. All things holding me back. All things that don’t love me but I love unnecessarily. I really wonder how it would feel to be free.