Ashamed for our many flaws
Our wrists chained with iron
So that we might not flee
But we never would
Should we have no chains
Nor if we could
We love our chains
We love the excuses
For our illusive reasoning
We lay claim to individualism
But fall in with the herd
We are foolish
To ever suggest
That we should be heard
What we think
Is the same
As everyone else
Until
We break these chains
Abandon the herd
Change our ways
And abandon forever
The comforts
Of conformity
