Shackled for so
very long
Prison walls surrounding
me
So much resistance
and restriction
How could this
be my destiny
So many rules and
more requirements
Expectations imposed
on me
So much right and
so much wrong
Such judgments
as morality
A constant need
for validation
My worth at issue
constantly
Never ever good
enough
Standards dominating
me
Failure after failure
Disappointment
everywhere
Reckless irresponsibility
Trapped in boredom
and despair
Limitations everywhere
I turned
So much I felt
obliged to be
An endless daunting
need to justify
Nothing else that
I could see
Who set these limitations
On what I was and
could not be
Who set the hopeless
vision
Of the world that
I could see
Who said life was
an ego trip
That there was
anything to prove
Who said I need
be fearful
At each and every
single move
Who forced me to
pretend
That I was anyone
but me
Who forced me to
behave
As an impostor
constantly
Who made me be
a martyr
Who said that was
my destiny
Who said I was
a victim
Of anyone else
at all but me
Imagine if I chose
this life
I chose it as my
destiny
Imagine if the
life I lived
Was my responsibility
Imagine if the
world I saw out there
Was only up to
me
If fulfilling all
inspired dreams
Was my responsibility
Imagine if I had
a purpose
That set me and
others free
And to fulfill
that very purpose
I need be nothing
more or less than me
Freedom is the
heart’s desire
It takes nothing
to be free
Life’s joy
and sense of wonderment
Only belong to
those who’re free
