Chains

All of the childhood insecurities of old come to rise
The curvature of it all immortalized by photographs
Adolescence is the absence of an adult frame of mind but isn’t a it a pity; adulthood is cursed with out an adolescent frame of mind
Adequately suffering to consequences of choices knot to me
Now questions of a new path arise
Above us all are stars and from them all which shall we choose?
The wise will choose slowly but the fool will grab at the brightest at first glance

Are we all slaves to our own bondage?

Break the chains
Please!