I Can Be

I can be a butterfly Or a bird, Or even a flower If I so wish to be For, None can choose their paths Other than they who walk In their own shoes, Blistering their feet as they go And even endure the harshness Of worn out soles! I can be a doll, Or even a Queen, Why, I can be a sinner Or even a moralist Yes, I can be whatever I wish Since The rules of this world Have been carved out By those who are like me Made of flesh and blood And having upon their gaze, Limited vision! Yes, Captain of my own ship, I can choose to be happy, And mighty And glorious And even powerful, Confident that I can conquer life, Rather than letting it conquer me!