Daylight Robbery

 

Conformity robbed me of my personal freedom

it took away my ambitions and desires

My talents were ignored as if they did not exist

and I allowed this to happen under my very nose

 

Time has passed by for there can be no recovery

I am not alone by any stretch of the imagination

Conformity, fear, conventions and tradition

with their societal prejudices stifled my soul

 

I was never permitted to be the real me

others knew better and sculptured me in their image

I am the burnt out wreck of others ambitions

I am not alone in these thoughts and regrets

 

I see flowers bloom and then gracefully die

given only sunlight and water to nourish them

Seldom are they ever violated or brutalised

I never came to fruition nor ever bloomed

 

What is the price of true freedom

Why do others always seek to control others

to make them into something they are not

I am not alone, sadly many more do roam