Go ahead Drag me into your courtroom place me before your judge and read my charges aloud Let the world hear what you accuse me of Let them gasp, let them whisper, let them nod in agreement or shake their heads in disbelief, Prosecute me for daring to live on my own terms For refusing to wear the labels you tried to force upon me, For choosing my own path instead of walking the one paved by tradition, expectation and fear, Prosecute me for dreaming beyond the walls of your system, for reaching for something greater than the life you assigned me, You call it defiance I call it survival, You call it rebellion I call it freedom, Since the day I was born the world has been telling me who to be, what to say, how to act and what to believe But I am not clay to be molded, I am not a puppet to be controlled I have a mind, a heart and a fire inside me that refuses to be extinguished So, prosecute me for asking too many questions For rejecting the comfortable lie in favor of the uncomfortable truth, For refusing to play along when I know the game is rigged, Prosecute me for believing in something bigger than money, status and empty validation For chasing purpose instead of approval For standing alone when it would be easier to join the crowd Let the court hear my case Let them gather their evidence, their witnesses, their carefully crafted arguments, Let them twist my words, distort my intentions, paint me as the villain in their story, But here’s the thing stories are rewritten.
Narratives change And the voices they try to silence today will be the voices that echo through history Tomorrow, So do it p"rosecute me" Condemn me Sentence me, But always understand this I may lose my freedom, but I will never lose myself And that in the end, is the only victory that matters.
