The world has a way,
And I do not fit in there.
They want me to be caged,
But I was born to fly
They want me to be sombre,
But I am a wild child.
They want to lock me in systems,
But I am a free spirit.
They want me to honour customs,
But I defy them outright.
They expect me to be submissive,
But I question every bit.
They expect me to obedient,
But I am a rebel. A proud one.
And I do not fit in there.
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But I was born to fly
They want me to be sombre,
But I am a wild child.
They want to lock me in systems,
But I am a free spirit.
They want me to honour customs,
But I defy them outright.
They expect me to be submissive,
But I question every bit.
They expect me to obedient,
But I am a rebel. A proud one.
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