For too long I sat on a throne of sorrows
My crown twisted and thorned, borrowed from myth and mire.
From dire straits I rise to greatness
Witness my shine like gold sunbathing
On destiny's shores
I am what I say I am....
Creator of my own masterpiece
Author of my own story
You cannot define me
No longer will I allow shallow opinions to bind me.
I am free...
Not because you have made me so.
I was born this way.
I take my rightful place
Amongst stars and constellations
Don't let my countenance blind you.
