Straining against our boundaries, wrestling with the bonds of authority as in our youth.
"I do this to rebel!" You know not what you fight.
"Independence is my right!" Also your curse.
"I deserve my freedom!" Freedom costs.
We've fought for years for these glorified unknowns,
now faced with our Opportunity we cower,
retreating to the familiar; capsized by those burdens to which we were first exposed.