Boundary
The line that separates thousands To choose or to loose Boundary visible or invisible In the mind or strikable outside We often clear the outside one Through the access But always escape the inside one Pretending of being secure Who decides that boundaries? Our own mind or that single line That is destructible obviously What about the inner one That makes us always insecure To cross, to live carelessly Why we can't even it's our body,our own mind Gifted to us to think,to take care,to listen and to take actions Why we are always influenced to be in that boundaries having to rights to take decisions From birth we are taught to do the certain things in specific way Never taught to experiment Always afraid to take decisions Knowing the consequences It's our heart Sometimes it should be our will To choose or to loose Consequences will be real May be a guilt or pride💙
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