| Who am I? Am I but a prop to be used? A human with no heart? Someone used and abused Just for YOUR pleasure! | |
| Measure the resolve of my demeanor, retained; as I cast, Both, the first and the last, stone...for I am a sinner. | |
| am i a fighter full of fight and demand or am a leader stong with command | |
| Am I just to be dragged along without a say? I didn't realize you had my whole life planned | |
| Are you the one who will decide my destiny; Will I fall to your will with out a choice? | |
| Or will I stand up for myself and be heard? Am I strong enough to control my own fate? | |
| Will these questions ever end with exclamation? My teetering confidence drawn to to teetering answers For now, at least. | |
| Who am I? I am whoever I think I can be Cause your words don't control my destiny If they did I'd be six feet in a grave Or maybe somewhere hiding in a cave But your words just seemed to make me stronger You couldn't stop my dream You just make them take longer But now I am and your not You're still doing the same 'ol thing...I'm not See how things changed...doesn't feel good to be at the bottom does it? | |
| You can look into my eyes, you can lie but that smile I still despise You can thrust and kill and cuss but I still see through that facade of mist covering your mourning heart, and hate filled soul |

