Shackled.

I am grounded by the pressures of society,

Weighted by the evils around me.

The weight on my shoulders slowly cracks me,

Stripping me of any hope.

I look to find an end,

 And end to all of this pain,

To find a way to finally be free.

Free.

In this society, our hopes balance on the wish of freedom,

Keeping the fire within each of us kindling.

This fire is what lifts the pressure of these chains,

Chipping away at the cuffs little by little.

And as freedom ignites my soul and burns through my veins,

And the shackles break away,

I fall to my knees,

Finally free from the weights of society.