Is it true?

I am really able to think,
If I think of it, is it then true?
Is it true that I can think,
Because I want to?

I love to be able to be free,
But am I free, is that what free means?
Or am I obligated to follow that road,
That is destined for me to shine.

I can shine in the world,
But if I shine, is that then the world?
Is it the shine of the world,
That I want or is it in my world?

Is it true that nothing is meaningless,
That it is meaningless, to be able to be free?
Or does everything work,
Because we want to.

We make our world,
Our own world,
Because we have choices,
And that is true.