Am I free?
This is a question that haunts me.
Am I free to decide
What to do in my life?
Free to choose what to wear,
Eat, drink, think, love, and care?
The world is a giant yard sale
And many offers it makes.
But am I free to even see
That which pleases me?
Me?
How did I come to be?
I am not just the sum of my choices.
All my virtues and vices
Are the cumulation
Of the decisions of previous generations.
Would I be this same girl
If I could pick anything in this world?
All these restrictions and chains
Do I really want to break them?
This is a question that haunts me.
Do I really want to be free?