Born free

Why do you choose to be teary eyed?
The shadows of your pain,
The bolts of your anger,
Only exist in the recesses of your mind.
Are we really born free
When we attach to these shackles,
Imprisoned to a society 
That cares not for our battles...
Battles that defy reason,
Battles that cause suffering,
Sometimes physical and sometimes mental,
Arduous, torturous, never relenting.


Look around you,
At the butterfly that flies where it wants,
And the bird that sings a thousand songs,
Or the gushing stream at the crack of dawn..
They are not bound by an unseen boundary
And hence we should ask ourselves,
As humans, are we really born free?


~PurpleMist