Poison
I wont let them fill me with there fluid
The cure they say the have
What they made through modifications
Some less then pure form of mad
I can not do it i wont let them use
I chose not to accept it im about to lose it
Forget what they say this not ok im not gonna accept what they say on the news no this is not ok
I have my own choices i lay in my own bed
I make up my own mind i have my own head
So let me decide my way let me choose my path
Let me decide my choices let me choose my wrath
Forget the wrongs that ive written for they can be re wrote
Forget the songs i wrote i can get a new notebook
Stop with the drugs stop injecting the lies let us decide our own paths
Lets us live our own lives
let us draw our own maps.
Josh Vanham march 29 2017
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