The unruly by heart.
I didn’t ask for anyone to lead me, but so many felt like they needed to.
I never wanted anyone to hold my hand and guide me, but yet someone still felt the need to drag me their way.
Those boulders on my path were never really that scary, but the voices around me told otherwise.
Holding hands high, they were praying to a god I stopped believing in so long ago.
I never wanted to be ruled, but they tried anyway.
I only wanted to be free, but I allowed their chains to wrap around my body and soul.
Lost in an illusion that I couldn’t let go.
When I snapped my chains, I put a crown on my head unknowingly.
Who could’ve thought that I was royalty.
