‘Don’t do this!’ ‘Just do that!’ ‘Conform!’
These are the words that grate my spirit,
I’m not a robot, copycat, or just another,
There’s a destiny awaiting; I must get in it.
Underachieving or overachieving, I’m rated daily,
I don’t want their table crumbs or sacks of gold,
Is this pain or kudos what we live for?
I resolve this: my soul will never be sold.