Bound by invisible chains and shackles
People were not meant to be fit into boxes
Lies ingrained to a innocent child, lays agenda
Like puppets to discard once the shows over

Perspectives open them, free your eyes
From these illusions that have trapped you
What you are chasing it comes at a price, once
a rebel disappears another is chosen sacrifice  

Think once, twice looking at material things
Is it really your heart, soul, desire burning
Or them feeding you a broken rhythm
Do you not long for art, music and truth?

Could we possibly be, born simple
believed to be made complex
take a second thought
is this what life is really about?