Dictated by fate and molded by society
We learn to hate that which we cannot be
With a chained heart,
And a tortured soul
Both so far apart,
And we're just a stagnant shoal
Striving to comprehend the Maker's art,
yet unable to be whole
All following a set road from the start,
freedom left out in the cold
So many secrets untold,
So many hearts in fear's hold
Countless souls with clipped wings,
All too afraid to get rid of the strings
All that the Devil covets
Just more ignorant puppets