Forced study, forced meal
Forced smile with no feel.
Forced hunger, forced thirst
Forced laughter, forced stress.
Got trampled on by over protection
All these petty stuff need so much perfection.
Feels like I'm doing your slavery
And you're showing me some kinda bravery.
But please, quit playing games with me.
It's no bullying spree.
And I wish you could see;
I was born free.
You tell me which games to play
And what words to say
All the time, every day
You paint my life in gray.
Got trampled on by over protection
All these petty stuff need so much perfection.
Feels like I'm doing your slavery
And you're showing me some kinda bravery.
But please, quit playing games with me.
It's no bullying spree.
And I wish you could see;
I was born free.
Every day you go on for the same old scene
Seems like we're bound to the laws of the same routine.
But, I can see you crushing me down
And know it's not good for me.
I wanna live on my will
I guess, I was born free.
So, go away and take your commands with you
You're not my Hitler, am no Jew.
I know what is wrong and what is right
May not be for the world but, for me
And whatever I may make of my life
I'll be happy as it'd be my way
So, go end up your bullying spree
Because, I know, I was born free.
