Freedom part 1

My silence was not weakness
My silence was from fear, 
My silence was mearly calculating
How to get out of here. 

Many stood in the shadows
Fingers pointing, Ready to stare
For i am the women, 
Who simply 'stayed there' 

The trickster? the victim? 
Or the devilish mare? 
How will you see me
Now the world starts to care? 

I am going to tell you, 
My story and my name
Then I'll ask you the question
Would you do the same? 



Part 2
When I met Prince 
I was no longer a child
Our love was a secret
Exciting and wild

He showered me with gifts, 
Flowers and gold
He brought me a drink
And made me feel old

The years flew by
Now 24, I still remembered
My first love
I did once adore. 

He checked up on me, 
Every now and again
We would talk of our lives
And boy how things change

Time after time I saw his world crumble
'that evil bitch' he used to mumble
I would smile as he told me 
The stories of the 'slags' 
Who he gave the world to
And they treated him so bad

Father of 2 now
He wanted me more
The attraction was instant
When we met at his door

He rode to my flat
Day and night
He sent me roses, 
A real prince to hold my light

Flattered and honoured, 
He finally chose me
I was ready for my life
To really begin. 

After a few months,
He suggested something new
I may as well move in, 
And live with you

Apprehensive but excited
I wasnt to question
This was romantic
A soul mate connection? 

So that is the intro
I'm sure you can see
Maybe soon you will spot it
Why I needed to be free. 

But for now it's goodnight. 
I'll leave on a high, 
For tomorrow the storm clouds
Start circling by....