Conformity.

The time has come, to make a choice, but fear keeps us rooted.
Our mind begins to dissolve, as it feels like it's been neutered.

You think,we would find it easy, to make a decision by ourselves.
But it's not written in the rule book, that we have taken off the shelves.

So we carry on conforming, the way we have been taught.
For not too is unspeakable, our life's too complicated and too fraught.

Fear keeps us rooted, to the spot we have been placed.
A ring around our blessed heart you see it's been encased.

To release it would be sacrilege , is all that we've  been told.
So open up your wings and fly it's now the time for bold.

 Time to escape the darkness, that's been lurking in the mist.
A soul is just a consciousness if it's never even been kissed.

 love and flight. Katrina xx