Confined

You are confounded by the walls you put up yourself,
Yet there are rules that restrict your natural rights.
You are confounded by the walls you put up yourself,
Yet there are people that try to hold you back.
You are confounded by the walls you put up yourself,
Where the people in power get there way.
The walls you put up yourself are long gone as those in power get the goods.
The walls put up already are bigger, taller, and more rigorous then the walls you originally places.
The walls put up by others you thought would protect you are isolating and suffocating you from being any more great than you already are.
Find the light in the darkness, lure the pure from the clouded, just find a way to not be confounded.

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