wild `n' free

yes i'm wild but free?
i once roamed the wild n free.
it was sweet and green.
i was once owned but lost the faith in partnership.
when racing the peer and winning the treat.
you would feel free, that hug leap did you the deed of good strain and pain.
it would make anyone go wild to the leap.
when your legs hurt from joint to joint, sure you'd wish you were free.
when even lashed across the thigh they knew you'd be wild as they bewilder, but
not losing the grip would satisfy nothing.
no wild.
no free.
in stead you would be as dead in the inside, but torn on the outside.
who would save you from that?
what would take away the pain?
when the people whispered at the ground, you realize what it was.
you dreamt of open plains and fields with trees.
yes! the sweet smell of green.
oh yeah you were wild n free.
outside you ran with glee.
you cant help but to be wild.
and hay look! there you are-
your free.