we sing as though muzzled dance as though chained longing for the new yet the ruins remain free yet captive these choices we make oppressed in our fear terrified that we'll break a freedom to choose but that surface lies we celebrate our choice but yet, they we despise what is this paradox so what is this maze all of this doubt this lingering haze our hands are still fettered our hearts bound in chains though we are free to make choices our fears still us restrain

are we free?