Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose

Ask me the price of freedom.The price of dancing in my living room every morning is $4000 - the bill to get my house leveled as the buyer has requested plus the bill of the structural engineer who said it didn't need leveling.The price of watching the movie I want to watch whenever I want to watch it is $225 - the bill to exterminate the carpenter ants the inspection foundThe price of eating cherry pie for breakfast and brussel sprouts with dinner is $200 - the cost to get my AC unit fixed and refilled with freon.The price of loving someone enough to make their dreams a reality is a college education that I passed up and may have to put on hold again.The price of not loving someone is self confidence which was sacrificed every time I couldn't bring myself to be good enoughWhat did I sow that this is what I must reap? Does the price of happines really have to be despair?