Freedom

People say I’m free.

I’m as free as a bird with clipped wings.

It’s hard to be independent when you’re trapped,

Caged by everything..




Do you honestly believe your lies?

How can be sure they’re true?

Or are you so used to fibbing

That you’ve managed to fool you?




No sir, I won’t be fooled

Not by you, or me

Or the people who think

That I can be free





It’s a wonder, really,

How we can convince ourselves

That lies are truths.

You can keep your “liberty”





I’ll take the freedom that never was.