Struggle

My job does not own me,
My expenses do not enslave,
My obligations do not consume,
So why then, do these affect the way I behave?

I try so hard to breathe,
Unashamed and free,
Why then do I let life strap,
And bind my on my knees?

I exist as a prisoner,
Even as I am unbound,
Completely adequate to abide,
My limitations unfound.

Why do I settle for this Harness?
This instrument of travail,
When I was set to soar,
Your precepts to unveil.

Hinder not my march,
But direct my line ahead,
For my security is established in you,
Make firm the path I tread.