in the grip of this situation i have to struggle for s***e to breathe. won"t take my freedom for granted i want to trade it for responsibility. strangleholds and cages, the tunnels we dug too deep. the weight of expectations and goals outside our reach. aren"t we worth so much more than this forced diet we swallow? happy to dance, content to move to the rhythm of the markets. foundations shattered again pushed to the brink. the pace of the wheels forcing us to adapt or sink. all the bars are not broken, we might even carry the keys. and the statue stands uncrumbled yet the cracks still remain.