Bounce

Bounce.

I need to bounce.

I feel restricted…I feel it by the ounce.

Bounce.

I need to bounce.

Once I make a plan….then I can leave and announce.

Bounce.

I feel the pain, please take it away.

I think about escaping every single day.

I save and can’t wait to get paid.

Bounce.

I’ll keep it cool….if not, imma start actin the fool.

If I keep feeling stuck, I will start not giving a fuck, and run up my luck.

Bounce.

I will be free.

I see the goal to achieve, this will strike me gold.

I have it in my hold…but for now I shall do as what I am told,

to build a better tomorrow and retrieve all sorrows…..bounce.