I’m sick of being pushed around, Feels like ground and pound, Beating me down.
I’m tired being trampled on Like stepping stone With no backbone.
Everyone thinks they know me, That they understand, The kind of a man.
Behold! It’s the new me, Like the Phoenix, Back from the dead.
I used to give up easily; I didn’t even try to fight! I wonder what they’ll do to me if I stand out. Now it’s just history I remember with a smile, Everything done to me- back in your face!
Be aware, who you trust, Stay awake and adjust! If you let them attack, They will stab you in the back!
Let them see you’re not scared, Let them know you’re prepared! Raise your voice, let me hear; Scream away all your fear!