Freedom
Something we all search for
In a world full of confinement
We search for freedom.
We’ve fought for freedom.
To be able to say,
I am free.
Liberty.
Independence.
Democracy.

I am me
My own person
No one owns me

But, after years and years of fighting
I still don’t think we’re free
We just follow
We follow
And we think we’re free

But the blatant truth is
We are: “a person who is the legal property of another and is forced to obey them.”
We are,
Slaves.