They say I walk a line too bold
"Fit the mold" they cry unsold
I dance to beats they can't control
My soul's mine a story told
Their words a cage I break free
My path's mine uniquely me
I'm not your clay to mold to fold
Against the grain I'll stand be bold
My colors bright not cold not old
I'll live my truth unswayed untold
They preach they pry with eyes so cold
But I'm a fire fierce and bold
I'll break the chains their grip won't hold
My life's my art pure gold unsold
Echoes of their disdain so rife
I'll cut through hate with my own knife
Their narrow paths filled with strife
I choose my way a vibrant life
Their words a cage I break free
My path's mine uniquely me
I'm not your clay to mold to fold
Against the grain I'll stand be bold
My colors bright not cold not old
I'll live my truth unswayed untold
My life's my art pure gold unsold