In my own particular circle of influence.
I feel I’m free to make my own decisions.
I’m not in shackles or chains
And I certainly don’t conform to society’s restraints.
But I’m still searching for my freedom.
I think life gives us the illusion of choice.
It makes us feel like we’re in control.
Yet we’ll only be another passenger
Who doesn’t know their end destination
Or the journeys hidden dangers.
So we are left with no other option
But to try and make the best of the ride patiently in our seat.
You can shout out you want to get off
with a look cold as ice will drive past your desired stop.
Still even though you don’t know
What for you life has in store.
It would be a cowards decision
To jump out off life’s moving vehicle.
At the end of the day limited is our free will
Compared to life’s will.