One Man Army
If you try to mold me
I will stand my own
I’m a one man army
I possess a brain that ponders alone
I have no urge to be in a clique
I can continue on as one
I am unique
I won’t be society’s clone
I’m a black sheep
Individual, unlike the others
My personality I keep
I won’t take another’s
I am my own person
I am one-of-a-kind
So don’t attempt to change me in your image
It’s a fruitless waste of time
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