Why should I always look over my shoulder?
I worry not if you trail me, if you snoop,
eavesdrop.
Carefree I walk,
Sincerity my expression, Integrity my soul.
Why should I hold back from speaking my mind?
Why should I restrain the expression of my life?
It is for *you* to accept viewpoints maturely,
Drop your insecurities, Grow up!
Why should I edit myself for your convenience?
Why should I give away my right to live my life my
way?
I don't stop you from being yourself,
Do I?
All your efforts to change me
Rearrange me
To but suit the fancies of your presumed
enlightenment
Are absolute vanity. And in Vain.
I am the Master of my life.
And haven't you noticed?
I don't even ask for your approval.
Ha!
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