could call me the black sheep,
Born into my family.
I am the one that refused to change,
to be what they wanted me to be.
I guess you could call me a rebel,
different from the rest of my clan.
I fought the words, “You will never!”
I always believed, “I can!”
I guess you could call me crazy.
I’ve heard that a time or two
Because, I neglected to heed the words,
“Do what I say to do!”
I heard a different drummer.
A lively tune played in my head.
Hypocrisies in life were abundant.
I chose freedom before I am dead.
Yes, you can call me a fighter.
I struggled to gain self-control.
I was born to be my own leader.
Individuality was always my goal.