I can be

I can be a butterfly
Or a bird,
Or even a flower
If I so wish to be
For,
None can choose their paths
Other than they who walk
In their own shoes,
Blistering their feet as they go
And even endure the harshness
Of worn out soles!

I can be a doll,
Or even a Queen,
Why, I can be a sinner
Or even a moralist
Yes, I can be whatever I wish
Since
The rules of this world
Have been carved out
By those who are like me
Made of flesh and blood
And having upon their gaze,
Limited vision!

Yes,
Captain of my own ship,
I can choose to be happy,
And mighty
And glorious
And even powerful,
Confident that I can conquer life,
Rather than letting it conquer me!

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