Allow me to work it out

I've realised over a couple of days that most people want the chance to work things out for themselves. Some songs I've been listening to a lot speak of this.

Gregory Porter's Painted on Canvases: 

"We are like children, We're painted on canvases, Picking up shades as we go, We start off with gesso brushed on by people we know,Watch your technique as you go, Step back and admire my view
Can you use the colors I choose?, Do I have some say what you use?, Can I get some greens and some blues? We're made by the pigment of paint that is put upon, Our stories are told by our hues
Like Motley or Bearden, These masters of peace and life, Layers of colors and time, Step back and admire my view, Can I use the colors I choose?, Don't I have some say what you use?, Can't get some greens with my blues?"

Beyonce's Listen: 

"Listen to the song here in my heart, A melody I start but can't complete, Listen to the sound from deep within
It's only the beginning to find release, Oh, the time has come for my dreams to be heard, They will not be pushed aside and turned, Into your own all 'cause you won't Listen, I am alone at a crossroads, I'm not at home in my own home, And I've tried and tried to say what's on my mind, You should have known
Oh, now I'm done believing you, You don't know what I'm feeling, I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice you gave to me, But now I've gotta find my own."

There's a desire in all of us to be our own, to be allowed to be who we are, even at the point where you have no idea what that is, we all just know that "I want to be myself". The sort of dilemma, were we might feel like we  are not allowed, comes often times from the people that care about us, their desire to protect us from some of the mistakes they've made, or how our parents have certain desires, hopes and dreams for us when we are born. Most of us get to this point of feeling like, I need to be given a chance to try figure this out and find out for myself and work it our for myself. "Can I use the colours I choose" from Gregory's song and "Now I've gotta find my own" from Beyonce. A common cry to be given a chance to walk our own journeys. I think it's something worth fighting for, we've gotta fight to work out our own journeys and walk them out.