Endless Freedoms

Endless freedoms
To do what we please
No direction
Only our souls to ease
Born to the luxuries
Death by the luxuries
Into the sun
We fly to be seen
Burned by it's touch
Nothingness has been
Living through the lives of others
Riding the horse and carriages
Of their grace and fortune
Only they are the fortunate ones
We sink in ourselves so far
That we forget who we are
And where we want to be