Chain Gang

Step inside

our little contradiction

Wrap you arms around

the paradox of us all

A core inconsistency

of our flawed humanity

We yearn to be free

showcase our individuality

and yet

we're born to conform

First we get assigned to a family

wrapped inside a community

Play dates

Class mates

Social commitments 

Chained to a tribe

Slipped into our slots

Work... family... friends...

Juggle many roles

Somewhere along the way

Our true identity gets suppressed

The years get compressed

Only in death

do we achieve

the freedom

denied by life