I miss the life I used to have
Free days of single existence
No accountability
Except For self
No responsibility
Except for self
No disappointment
Except with self
I miss the freedom of being
Able to walk into my very
Own sanctuary
Quiet, peaceful, unspoilt
Everything the way I like it
Everything where I want it
No misunderstandings
No miscommunications
No one to answer to
Stressful day at the plantation
And a spark ignited my relaxation
Inhaling the heat, exhaling freedom
Mellow sensations procured
No disapproving glares
No disenchanted stares
Just me