I am a survivor,

Never have been taught how to surrender

And I don't intend to find out either.

Tell me to dry my eyes and hide my tears

If I forget I have no need of them.

As I cross the finish line of success,

I always see the fruits of my labors

Through the haze of those tears from endured pain.

I will not back down from life's obstacles;

I want to succeed, and I will have it.

 

I am not broken.

I am not defined by private despairs.

If I know myself then that means that I

Can take care of myself by forgiving

Myself for all those wretched moments that

Overtake the weaker ones than myself.

I will feel as I see it fit for me,

But those feelings will not get in the way

Of grave duties assigned to me to bear

For I will lead the charge to victory.

 

I am a storm.

Go and tell those who doubt and oppose

That I am coming for that which I want

And I'll not be denied the exacting

Of my determined fury and passion.

Get out of my way because I'll not stop

For you or for anyone in the way.

I will never sit down and wait idly

Because I have things that I need to do

For myself and those who depend on me.

 

I will not bow,

I will not bend the knee.

I will come

I will win.