The responsibil'ty,
People take upon themselves for others,
In this reality,
Am I alone in having been sprung on,
A world already made,
With expectations random in light of,
The infinite choices through which we wade?
It is not that a path must be traversed,
One still lives on the earth,
Love must exist and bonds formed, for that's life,
Or there would be no worth.
But where's freedom,
When others task themselves,
With the burden of the places you go,
Or does delusion guide the depths I delve?
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