In this glass-cage world

Where eyes pierce like needles

Laws bind like iron chains

Nature's physics, Man's decrees

Each rule a new shackle

Until spirits crack like autumn leaves

Who crowned gravity king?

Why bow to thermodynamics?

These cosmic prison bars

Cage our wild dreams

In their mathematical cells

A child enters life

Eyes burning like newborn stars

Reaching for clouds

Dancing with impossibilities

Until reality's cold hands

Freeze those flames to frost

They seek refuge in others

Find only mirror-maze faces

Reflecting empty smiles

Behind corporate masks

Each one programmed 

To march in perfect time

Those star-bright eyes

Now glazed like winter windows

Dreams sealed in formaldehyde

Filed away in manila folders

Labeled: “Impossible”

Once they declared

“I'll touch the stars!”

Society sneers through glass teeth

"Read the fine print, dreamer

Stay in your lane"

The System stands guard

A concrete colossus

Crushing butterflies of imagination

With its bureaucratic boots

Grinding rainbow wings to dust

Why fear the dreamers?

What threatens you so?

The answer echoes

Through fluorescent halls

Down sanitized corridors

Of standardized minds:

"Wild things cannot be graphed

Free souls cannot be charted

Therefore they must not exist"