What is freedom, you need to ask yourself

Is it the need to fly
or is it the friction to comply

Is the need to cry
or is it to convince yourself to survive

Is it the need of luxury
or is it the need to forget your misery

is it the need to toil day & night
or is it avoid hunger and strife

Is she the wife you love
or is she the contract you despise.

Is this the way you want to live
or is this the only option you have

Wat is freedom

Is it your space that you protest for
or is it your craving to be accepted

I walk thru the rich and the poor
None are free to do what they truly desire.

Some call this life; I call this an illusion
A illusion of love, never ending happiness and freedom from the world and not yourself.