Those unseen limitations set from within
Without conscious choice, realised far after
Their strange and slow inception hiding
In years past when formed like stalactites
Dripping into oblivious puddles of rigidity.
So they build, entire worlds of steady horror
At the outside, the freedom to be, separate
From concerns of keeping to the given quo
For our own safety, or what we see as danger;
To throw off the shackles, arms wide, realise.