Unshackle Me

The shackles that hold me Visible to my eye alone. The collar around my neck Only cause I allow it. The chains around my feet Have bound me to this prison, A prison I call home But feels a dungeon. The boulder on my chest Shouldn't keep me so stunted, But what a great locksmith I've turned out to be An oppressor I have made me To hold myself in place And even when I try to I cannot let me go. A slave I have turned me To serve until I'm dead. But maybe someday Unshackled I'll become.