Free

He left me with a treasure
My mother called it a good thing
The Proverbs say that it is better than riches
Despite that, I still struggle with the fact that he left
I struggle with the fact that he was not there
I lived my life trying to fix what I could not understand

Until one day, the teacher who became like a father
Corrected my misunderstanding
And the release of the grief paved the way
To the truth in this song
That the lady sings and these hands play
And yes, I am free