plea for liberty

why do I fear to be free
young and petulant
and not on my knee
for ever I recall
i follow what is right
and sacrifice desires
in dying embers all night
i killed adolescence,
i am killing youth
i must be stopped
and that is the truth

old cowering and afraid
make me come out of my shell
make me go beyond the gate
make me reach out to feel
make me live for myself
i am waiting for a guide
and this is my appeal:.
my sole is bare
and before you laid.
I am counting the days
till my youth is regained.