I am exactly who I want to be. I do exactly what I want to do. Don't self interpret what is right for me. My destiny will not be catered to you. The status currently: Somewhere between a life and a dream. A full fledged pledge, depending on the day. A value to aspire. This is not the cries Of self-proclaimed despised Misunderstood adolescence. It's the proclamation of a free thinking mind. This must be my reason to be. It all makes sense now, Makes so much sense now. Justify our encountering. Add meaning to our dark days. I am only a man, I cherish the ones I love. I fear the ones I love. I hurt the ones I love with honesty; Sour vulnerable honesty. Oh shattered reflection, what have you done to us all? You're not the best me. You're not the best me. You're not the best me. You're not the best me. This is therapeutic clarity to cope with the endless Thirst by the winged one. It is certainly not for them. We are exactly who we want to be. We do exactly what we want to do. Don't self interpret what is right for us. Our destiny will not be catered to them.