Trying not to change

Back down narrow roads I reside, this narrow path leaves no room for me to maneuver on either side,
So, I move slow with no understanding of what will show, but plenty recognition of where I will go,
I mean faced with dreadful skeletons that rise out of closets and graves,
That you most definitely must face head on but it takes the brave
I mean I could take and page, out a old book that referenced a slave
With a spirit that should break chains but a body that remains,
You either determined or you’re not, im determined that im not ,
Molded and changed buy what’s currently on spot,
Built of integrity , character don’t change, character remains,
No matter the influences character remains the same,
So maybe now you understand that narrow road that I am on,
Not that I’m not forcefully limited but I refuse to waiver from the path I myself
Put me on,
So I battle with distractions, balls and chains drag through the dirt like my name,
But I am here, no fear that’s a lie, its clear I fear but I still try,
To be me instead of living a lie,