I won't conform
I won't conform!!!
You can't shape or mold me
Nor will you dictate what words I speak.
I won't conform
I'm not the girl on the magazine
You can't airbrush or gloss over me
Fine tune or brain wash me
I won't conform
I dance to my own melody
God orders my steps, he controls my destiny.
I won't conform
I'm a child of the King
I'm held high and considered royalty
I won't conform
There's not one like me.
You can't shape or mold me
Nor will you dictate what words I speak.
I won't conform
I'm not the girl on the magazine
You can't airbrush or gloss over me
Fine tune or brain wash me
I won't conform
I dance to my own melody
God orders my steps, he controls my destiny.
I won't conform
I'm a child of the King
I'm held high and considered royalty
I won't conform
There's not one like me.
I love your poetry Nita. I wish I had your skills. You go girl.