What goes up must come down
But please don't let me fall
Don't put me down on my knees
Don't force me to crawl.
Don't expect a subservient look
To replace all others on my face
Don't expect me to understand-
This knowledge will form at its own pace.
And if this should happen to be a dream
Or a nightmare in its own right
Know that I shall not bow...
I will stand, and I will fight!
And in the here, and the now
I realize exactly what I must do
I must create me: in my own image
One that has nothing to do with you.