The day I turn eighteen
Is the last I will be seen
Living this miserable existence

This is when I will be free
But for now this is all I’ll be
Stuck under this house arrest sentence

These chains chafe my wrists
Slicing into me slits
Cutting deep to the bone

Why am I so excited
A spark now ignited
When I know I’m doing this alone?

I won’t have support
Whether long-term or short
From my family and some of my friends

But now something can start
Deep inside from my heart
And the waiting all comes to ends

My life’s been on hold
Never really so bold
Something so lifeless and gray

But now my wings grow
And I look down below
At everything as I fly away