I question my freedom of will
as my actions feel controlled by a cosmic puppeteer


I do not know why or what future awaits me
But every action seems controlled by logic of some degree


The movement of cosmic giants
Can be measured by certain variants


My thoughts and emotions are predicted
By doctors of the mind telling me “it’s scripted


Within every individual by evolution
Of ancestors that were blinded by illusions


That there was more to this world than the physical
Such as gods and tales that were mythical”


My behavior and desires are constrained by a society
Which I must please to the fullest of my ability


Telling me how to act how to be and what to wish for
But it seems it’s never enough and demand more


So when I’m sitting still in this moment in time
I’ll write my thoughts and worries and express that I’m fine


To be controlled or not is an unanswerable question
So even if I were in chains from my actions and interactions


I’ll be content as long as that puppeteer
Makes me different from anyone near