We're said to be free and freedom is given
Yet we're deprived of such rights when it's not seen to be right
So how do we have free will?
When our wills are decided
By others that have no care for you
No sorrow to feel for you
We see birds fly high without care
They're free like how I want to be
Yet the sky is their limit
They have chains that tie them down
They can't explore further or go down
So how do they have free will?
When their wills are decided
By a superior force that can't be all knowing
Because if all knowing is a state
Then surely, he should know that we don't have free-will
But he's the one who gave it to us, so then he isn't all knowing
Because he is wrong
Free will is all an illusion that we like to believe
Because reality has us chained down and the only way we can escape
Is to believe we have free-will every now and then
