Shackles and Chains

Shakes and chains shackles and chains
these cold metal objects that are causing us pains
Shackles and chains locked around my limbs
making my chances for escape rather slim

why must I be here locked in this world
Why do I feel this pain just for being a girl?
and why do I already feel the cold metal
Shouldn’t people my age ignore it as they learn to pedal?

why am I asking such philosophical questions?
Shouldn't kids just have fun and study their lessons?
why is this world so corrupted and dark
that those who are lost are those who lost their spark

We try to focus are the good not the bad
but how long can you hold on to that fake happy fad?
why me a teen just reaching womanhood
one of the many who suffers from the world not being good?

this poem is depressing so let's add some light
there must be a dawn to this dark, dark night
there must be someone on our side of the fight
there must be someone there who will stand up for whats right

Well ladies and gentleman as you may already know
the lord is our savior he isn’t just for show
Our God is the king of Kings,
and he loves you and can accomplish incredible things

So yes the world is dark and yes it's dim
But you don’t need your spark when you can follow Him!