Born Free

Sadly, this is the song I sang when some things had come to an end. I hate remembering the past because I am moving forward with my life. But that past prods me to the present state of sadness or so, where I am now. There is no denying - though I know how to camouflage loneliness with momentary cheerfulness.

There is a missing link somewhere.

Meanwhile, I am just reflecting how it is to be Born Free.


My Grade IV Memory