I see myself imprisoned, I see myself in chains While all this sadness, anger, pain Is running through my veins. I blame it on home, I blame it on school, I blame it all on society So I can say 'It's not my fault: They're quenching individuality.' But now I see, That isn't true. In the end it's always me, Who is in control. Living in this society, With its rules and regulations, Can often make you feel unfree. And it will always be hard To pluck up the courage And follow your spark. But it the end, What it's all about, Is that you find the courage To turn what you know around And open your mind To the freedom you have To get rid of what's a plight And choose what feels right. © Ricarda Haeseler and smallandsignificant.com, 2019. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Ricarda Haeseler and smallandsignificant.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.