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Apr 2015
There are no boundaries, so why do I feel like I'm boxed in?
You chose your path right? Hmm but who supplied your options?
Lets get this right. If someone presents you options in your life,
then already your path is manipulated.
So who simulated your decisions for where you are now situated?
Your friends and family speak but who's thoughts are
coming out of their mouth .
Is that something you've even thought about?
I dare you to describe me,
I'm sorry but the colour of my face and a place can't define me.
Nothing can surprise me, how much do we respect ourselves,
If how much money you make gives you a place in this society.
I guess we've never known anybody our whole life, because ever since you came out of your mother.
We've been getting moulded, corrupted and watched on by big brother.
Akaash Patel
Written by
Akaash Patel  London
(London)   
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