Where do you run to,
When you don't know where you are?
When do you stop?
Will you ever know how far?
How can I move forward,
When I keep pulling back?
What if I can't let go?
Am I prepared for the final attack?
What if you always question,
But can never find an answer?
Can you understand the truth,
When all you have is anger?
Is your life ever your own,
Or are you a puppet on a string?
Will we ever have our freedom,
Or are we bound forever, left wanting?
We seek out our own lives
To find our own identity.
But we are slaves to those above,
Can we ever claim back our individuality?
So take time and ask what need be asked.
Never accept what or where you are.
Take a step and make a change,
The door was left ajar.
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