Choice

In order for us
to be truely free,
the price is one
of responsibility.

To know our wins,
to know our cost;
To know our sins,
to know our loss.

Is freedom just
a passing lie?
Forever caged
until we die?

Still I will aim
for the bright blue sky,
Still I shall dream
of the day I fly--

Away from happiness,
Away from pain;
Away from sunshine,
Away from rain.