How easy it would be

to have no choice

to simply disregard

the dreadful noise

of thoughts in your head

which can confuse

you don't know whether

to accept or refuse

the simple fact

that you must choose

which way to go

in your poor shoes.

How dreadful it would be

to have no choice

to be like a prisoner

without a voice

to fight for freedom

and have his right

make the decisions

needless to hide

like a small insect

that has to bite

its own long path

to see the light.