Everyone tries to hard
to keep me down
spit on my dreams
crash to the ground
I've got a voice
and it will be heard
sticks and stones
I'm not hurt by words
You threaten me
with threats of conformity
Challenge me
With false beliefs
When the smoke clears
You'll see me grin
A testament
A prophecy
Look in your mirror
What do you see
Becoming so clear
looking down on me
You gotta good idea
Of what I should be
Well I don't need my
Mind made up for me
Look in the mirror
What do you see
Your hollow words
have no effect on me
I wont let you beat me into the ground.
I will endure.
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