There was this boy I used to notice. But now I walk free.

There was this song I used to sing. But now I walk free.

There was this theme that used to be spotted. But now I walk free.

There was this anthem that used to play. But now I walk free.

There was this verse that used to hit home in my heart. But now I walk free.

There was this unasked question I used to harbor. But now I walk free.

There was this innocence I used to maintain. But now I walk free.

There was this security I used to trust in. But now I walk free.

There was this blindfold I used to wear. But now I walk free.

There was this fear I used to hold. But now I walk free.

There was this pain I used to endure. But now I walk free.

The pain has gone, the blindfold has been torn off, the security has run away, the innocence has been abruptly and shockingly taken away, the unasked question has been asked, the verse has faded into nothingness, the anthem has dried up, the theme has disappeared, the song has gone hoarse, the boy has left.

But now I walk free.

But now, I walk free.