Confined within my skin
They are always telling me how to live
Even controlling the fish’s fin
Leaving me with less than nothing to give

Shaping the way I've been
The influence seeping in unknown
Looking for the youth to chagrin
Making us feel disowned

While the road may be dim
Understanding may be key
For learning the sea of media, and knowing how to swim
Growing in this ocean, we yet still can be free