They want to kill my spirit
They want to take my health, let the cancer spread
They want to rob me of my peace
They want to trample on my happiness
They want to cut my wings, see an icarus fall
They want to cage me, domesticate the wildcat beside me
They want me to be my worst enemy, stuck in the trap
They want me to be self-destructive, depression soon come
They want to press the button
My oppressors will never stop. The war inside me will never stop.
I will never conform, you cannot change me. I am who God made me.
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