We restrict ourselves in so many ways
Life, love, sex, creativity, and our imaginary ways
We lock ourselves in little boxes
Label them and never stop this
So we are never free to truly experience
Life and its joys in every sense
Held in place by our domestication
We feel something is missing we lack the amazing sensations
That come with living existentially free
Can bring life and to you and me
Restricted in how we express ourselves
Worried somehow we may cause offence
Restricted ed by the way we act
We don’t want to be judged as strange
Or anything like that.
So we live within ourselves eavh day
Suppress our feeling, desires and curiosities in every way
And feel the sense that we are not quite complete
Because we restrict ourselves from bring free.
fauxcroft 
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