Rules

With a future of possibility
Cold lies are sold
That we can be what we want
That it's our story to be told.

This world is unforgiving
if you make the wrong choice
If you seek to shatter the mold
It will silence your voice.

We're born as if free.
But instantly ushered into the system
Getting in line, with everyone else
Taught the rules  of life
As given by those already living
The living-dead
Physically alive,
but intellectually decayed
Consequences we live with
Under choices others made
But who was it that started it all,
and why did they do it

Why do we live
If what we are doing is really living at all?