What do we live for?

What hides is society?

Do we have live to have no choice?

Do we live to have no  voice?

Or perhaphs are we clones?

We have no choice 

We have no voice

We are controlled

We are manipulated

We are allocated

By whom?

By society I presume

They give us a tag

They stamp a number on our head

And give us a role to play

They live in us

In our words

In our actions

All that is left is the black in the rainbow

The innocence is gone

Death is forgotten 

The remains of us are unhuman

What happened to our choice?

What happened to our voice?

What do we live for?