Ill Choose My Way
You can call me a fool,
If that's what you like.
But I won't accept,
This one size fits all life.
The media doesn't get to decide,
The size of every breath I take,
From this moment on,
My life is what I decide to make.
I won't bow down,
Even if I'm hit with a hundred blows,
I won't back down,
Even if I face a hundred foes.
My eyes are set to the sun,
My will, now decides my fate,
Don't even think of stopping me now,
No force will deter my gait.
One foot in front of the other,
My pace, steady as she goes.
I refuse to accept the destination,
Of an already traveled road.
I am a warrior king,
Noble blood boiling deep within my veins,
Destined to change the very future,
And set this world free from it's chains.
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