Free To Decide

So hypocritical of you to speak of how enslavement is wrong
 Yet you won't allow her to make her choices
 Trembling through the earth not move
 Her hand not still as night
 Body becomes a battlefield
 Only she can know what's right. Whats right for her
 Self righteous mind
 Tradition
 Perfect world
 Keep it to your fucking self
 Those so hungry for control
 Can crave this and nothing more
 As they pick apart our lives
 They plan what's next in store
 I sever each string
 I stive toward freedom encompassing all of me
 It's not a question of the choice thats made
 It's the right to choose
 Your morality
 Your superiority
 Your blatant control of citizenry
 A tear may fall caused not from self
 She understands her voice
 The pain is caused from day to day
 Being told she has no choice