Space of Freedom
It's another Friday night, I
think I'll go into town, and take a trip with Cid.
I'm just searching for
my space of freedom.
I walk down the street, eating a stale muffin, wishing
I could rest my feet.
I'm just looking for my space of freedom.
through the day, drink triple rum and cokes through the night.
hunting for my space of freedom.
I get home at four in the morning, my Mom
calls me at eight, telling me to get up or
I'm going to be late.
just wishing for my space of freedom.
It's another Saturday night, I'm at a
party in the bush, with a joint in one hand,
use the other one to push.
I'm just working for my space of freedom.
Through the week I sit in
class, always wondering if I'm going to pass.
I'm just learning about my
space of freedom.
Now it's Sunday, as I sit in church, I say a silent
prayer for an end to my space
of freedom search.
I'm just finding my
space of freedom, without the evilness outside the church.
Downtown is chaotic. The people
downtown can be unreasonable. For example, they don't think that social
services understands what we go through. We want to work as a team with social
workers instead of working against each other. We need to sit down and
understand the rules, what people can do, before social services can take the
Los Angeles is a beautiful city.
I liked the beaches too. I went swimming in the ocean with friends on a
beautiful sunny day. I saw the Hollywood sign, it was big. I saw the names of
the big stars on a Hollywood sidewalk. I saw big names like John Wayne, Bruce
Lee, Marilyn Monroe, Walter Matthau, and Jack Lemon.
When I finished sightseeing I
went to watch the sun go down at the beach. It was so beautiful. One of these
days I want to go back and I will take pictures this time.