Monday, January 26, 2009
choice
as you gaze out of the window
at a field brimming with life
your hands grasping cold hard bars of confinement
you begin to wonder
with the gift of choice
the chance to chart your own destiny
why bind yourself down with archaic rules
with lifestyles that were never meant to be yours?
for you fear of losing control
of losing your moral high ground
that you desire perfection in action
you risk losing the beauty of choice
you never believed in change
in embracing the brave new world
because your world is shaped by duty, by obligation
that you seek solace in gratification and reassurance
i fear imperfection as much as you
i shape my world by responsibility
i feel apprehensive with the lack of control
but i am free, free to lead my life
because i am answerable to myself, my parents, my friends
i am my own lighthouse and beacon
that i will never falter i dare not claim
but i choose to embrace the freedom that i was born with
keeping my secrets ; for her
- 10:06 PM
