So!
How many times should we remain victims?
Lost between the lines of one true self
Or reman a societal puppet on a shoe string.
Should we call ourselves free?
Or ringing a bell of admission
As all our steps are a mission
Unquantifiable with reality.
Soaked deep in denial
While playing victims cards
To our own undoing
Yearn to equate ourselves to another.
While clearly different to one another ...
