I gotta go

This poem is like a part 2 to a previous poem i wrote: 'My Time.'

It’s about that time
It’s been a long tedious climb
I was prosecuted as if it was a crime
I know my time is almost over
but I’m tired of waiting for tomorrow
cause what if tomorrow never comes
what if I’m kept here way too long
just to sing another sad song
I gotta go cause I gotta grow
I gotta live and later forgive
Can’t stay here any longer
It doesn’t kill me so
it makes me stronger.
but it almost kills me
So I’m nearly weaker.
I’ll borrow tomorrow
and show you how
I can be so in sync with u
But I’m right here, right now
So I cannot allow myself to
sit here and dream,
or think someone
will hear my scream,
my plea for help.
So I must find my own way outside
where I can be my own person
cause I’m not who I pretend to be.
where I can ride with pride,
not have to lie
not have to cry
when they freeze my night
not have to hide
but shine my light.
I gotta go I tell you
Somewhere, far away
where I wont be their prey
where I can love in peace
and share the feast
and just be approved.
But how do I go
Must I simply walk out
Or wait for tomorrow
But what if tomorrow never comes
And I can’t hold in anymore sorrow
echoes so loud like the sound of drums
I wanna let it out cause it’s the truth
But even though the truth is disapproved,
it shall only set me free. .