I got an urge to be adored

And to be held tight

I got an urge to be stored

By the man that’s right

I got an urge to be happy

And to be given what’s mine

I got an urge to be happy

Now and all the time

This urge is the feeling I get

Every time I feel alone

This urge gets heavy I admit

And it touches my bone

It weighs down on me

Like a heavy piece of metal

This urge has to flee

Because I won’t let it settle

I got an urge to be free

From all the things on me

I got an urge to live my life

To the fullest and that’s precise

Written by: Shemika Banes