From the day that we're born we begin chasing our tails, our paths are chosen for us with no concept of free will.
You're told that you're straight and frowned upon if you're gay, you fight a war to live your life, to make it through the day. If you come out the wrong gender, no problem you can change, but when people put on their masks animosity fills the brain.
We're told we live in the land of the free, then we're told we live in a place where freedom don't come free. But what's the price that we pay when we the people all have the same brain? When we're supposed to think the same thoughts and not step outside the boundaries that they've lain.
When one soul tries to deter from their course they're labeled as clinically insane. Any semblance of a life that they were allowed to have is ripped away.
But now I ask you, why is it called life if we're not allowed to truly live?
If we have to follow in other peoples footsteps and can't stumble and fall now and then. For if we can't make our own mistakes we'll never truly know.
You've lived your life now let me live mine, it's time for me to go..
