I am the master of my destiny
No one shall carve my way but I.
I am the leader of my own dreams
I am responsible if I live or die.
I am the creator of my own madness,
the father of my own desperation.
The maker of my own fears
the fuel to self-created validation.
I reap my own rewards
for the work I have completed
the one broken and left forlorn
when my riches were depleted.
I am the prophet of my own beliefs
choosing which way I wish to follow
The compass of my morals
I am to blame if I am hollow.
I am the keeper of my pride
for the good deeds I claim to give.
The martyr at my own cross
for the way I chose to live.
I am the maker of my destiny,
no one shall carve my way but me
I have control of my own actions
for I chose to be kept free.
We live through our own beings.
Follow our own beat day by day.
We are the writers of our fortunes.
We were not created to obey.
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