Freedom

Isn’t freedom a prison of kind?
Even when we are free,
Aren’t we imprisoned?
Isn’t being in a physical prison,
Is an actual freedom?
Less choices,
Less option,
More freedom.
But outhere in the air,
Full of opportunities,
Too many options,
Aren’t we more bound?
Which one to choose?
Which one to discard?
May be my heart is chained up,
The moment the chains break free,
Only then I will be free!