@ Juan José
2025-05-10 04:51:18
I do things my way, might seem a fool,
But I don’t care—I know I’m cool.
No drooling dog, no puppet on strings,
I dive in the pool, let freedom sing.
Versatile, I wield every tool in my hand,
Built my own path on this untamed land.
They tried to cage me, to brainwash my mind,
Suppress my spirit, keep my soul confined.
But I broke free, faster than Flash in a dash,
No chains can hold me, no king’s fleeting clash.
I carry no gold, no cash in my grasp,
Yet my heart’s unbound, my will holds fast.
I’ll die on my feet if it comes to the fight,
Standing tall in the dark, I’ll ignite the light.
An emissary I am, with a message to send,
Believe it or not—your choice in the end.
I don’t beg for love, don’t need your applause,
But cross my path, and I’ll fight for my cause.
My mission’s my own, I’ll chase it to Earth’s end,
Grateful for every true soul, every friend.
I know my flaws, my wrongs I’ll mend,
But for now, I’m a spark—follow me like a trend.
I bend for no one, my spirit won’t break,
I’m carving my mark for my own sake.
The world may judge, call me reckless, unwise,
But I see the truth through unclouded eyes.
No school could teach what my heart has learned,
In the fires of struggle, my wisdom was earned.
I’m not here to conform, to fit in your mold,
I’m here to be me—unyielding, bold.
So take my hand or step out of my way,
I’m running this race till my final day.
The road is long, but my vision is clear,
I’ll shout my truth for the world to hear.
I am my own, no master, no chain,
Through storms and fire, I’ll rise again.