Bound
We are chained from different sides of the world.
Neither accepting the idea of you or me merely because of religious and political differences.
How will the world ever find peace when they refuse to accept changes?
How will the chains break?
We are both bound to family, country and God.
When did the world ever become so predjudice?
Perhaps I merely lived in a fantasy where I accepted everyone.
No matter their status in life, their shortcomings or ambitions.
It is merely a strain to wish for the chance to meet.
It is frowned upon by my family and friends only because of who they think you are.
I never realized how close minded and hateful my own flesh and blood were.
It makes me ashamed to be part of their world.
Yet one thing I know, I am not them.
I can make a difference no matter how small in the world.
To take that step into the forbidden because I am not scared of them.
After all,
They can never chain my dreams, they can never stop me from taking flight.
If they wish to disown their own daughter, the child they gave birth to because of their false indignities,
Then I am better off without such negativity in my life.
I only worry now that my own flesh and blood will grow up with such a family and be conditioned to their misjudged beliefs.
Chained by blood and faith...
Why is it so hard to break them even when you know
Whatever your heart says and mind opens to is ultimately what you need in life.
How do you break these chains of submission without hurting the ones you knew your whole life.
I only wish I had the superhuman strength to break these bonds of duty and supposed responsibility.
I am willful enough, I am strong enough.
Perhaps one day I will and disappear to a world I believe I would fit better.
Then I will be away from the oppressive ties of my life.
Perhaps I will be blessed with happiness.
Perhaps I can rise with the sun to smile at a new day free from the world.
~TF