Taking a Stand
Fate they say is set in stone
A drop out
A druggie
Nowhere to go but down
They turned their backs on me
I found my own way
Through the haze of pot smoke
And alcohol socked air
From the bed of an unknown man
And the sound of sirens at my back
College you’re in
A second chance
They blink not sure what to say
New school
New world
New life
Breaking that stone
That once controlled it all
The pieces of fate in my hands
Time to rebuild
Make life my own
Fate is not my master
I do not let it control
So hear these words
As the ring in your ears
I control me
I’m taking a stand
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