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freedom
she never felt freer
than when it was
eleven o’clock
and dark,
windows down,
adrenaline high,
music up up up,
hands out,
driving fast.
these were the times
she felt like a teenager,
when she laughed
with her friends
uncontrollably.
it was a little glimpse,
a little break,
from the carefully
constructed,
structured life
she’d unknowingly
walled herself into.
and once she was eighteen,
nothing could stop her
from making her
temporary freedom
into an everyday reality.
one where she
loved life instead of thinking
it was just okay,
where she’d wake up
to some new adventure
instead of being
bored out of her mind
from the same,
mundane routine.
freedom called to her,
and she is just waiting
for the right time
to answer.
but when she does,
the world better watch
its back,
because a girl
starved of the highs of life
will never let her
newfound freedom go—
for anything,
or anyone.



© ms.siena