Freedom
What is freedom?
The ability to make your own decisions?
The power to establish your own kingdom?
Having a box of choices to choose from?
What is freedom?
What is freedom when I feel confined in my own mind?
They say I control my own rights when I don't even have a say?
What is freedom?
Every night and day, I pray?
I pray for a better tomorrow and for a better way of living.
To be quite honest, I am drowning.
I am drowning in a pit of darkness.
Buried by taxes and debts.
I feel useless.
I feel selfless.
I want to be strong and fearless,
Against a state that oppresses
Instead, I am helpless,
Against my oppressors.
I question my purpose and my existence.
For instance, why am I alive if there is no meaning to this freedom?
What is freedom?
Freedom is just a word.
A word that is an illusion.
Frustration and confusion cloud my thoughts.
I feel sad, I feel dead, I feel lost, and I feel mad.
If only I could feel this freedomMaybe my mind and soul would be free from this kingdom of make-belief.
