Yeah I might be free, but don't know where to go
On my own
I just wanna be me, all alone in my home
On my own
I don't wanna be clean, taking drugs till I'm gone
On my own

Aye
Mental prison I've risen out of
I'm not afraid to say proud of it
No doubt about it I was heading down a broken road
I didn't plan to have a certain goal, worse than told
You had to be in my point of view to get this flow
It didn't matter anyways
It didn't pull me anyway to stop the knowing
I know it, but hard to show it
I focus, but tough to notice
A poet, that's been devoted
But self conscious whenever spoken

Yeah I might be free, but don't know where to go
On my own
I just wanna be me, all alone in my home
On my own
I don't wanna be clean, taking drugs till I'm gone
On my own