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.