The stillborn.

Encapsulated within a society that would have me subdued
i sought a way to break free from the bonds of conformity.
And when i finally tore myself loose from the sinews and muscles 
that kept me in my place; i emerged naked and swathed in
the wrappings of a liberated birth, just to be institutionalised by
another establishment of thought dictators.
i then chose to willingly abort myself from these systems:
To bite through the umbilical cord keeping me tethered 
to the womb of my conservative heritage.
And if that means that i am meant to wander the ethers alone,
so be it.
Let my own lack of a voice be heard.