I’m not your joke, I’m not your puppet,
I don’t bend to your will and think nothing of it,
You don’t pull my strings, you can’t make me dance,
I wouldn’t let you hold me if you got the chance,
I refuse to call you Master, I won’t surrender,
I won’t sit through the beatings like I’m the offender,
You don’t have me ready at your fingertips,
You can’t throw me out if my skin rips,
Stop it, I’m not yours to control,
No, you can’t have my soul,
Get out of my mind, let go of my body,
I won’t give up, you haven’t gotten me,
I said stop, that is enough,
I can fight you, I’ll get up,
I won’t submit, nothing can change that,
I won’t be broken, I won’t be your puppet,
I won’t jump when you crack your whip,
I’ll stay strong, I’ll survive it,
My blood is on your hands, but I won’t flinch under them,
I won’t cry out, no matter how hard I’m beaten,
I won’t give you the satisfaction of seeing me cry,
I won’t scream, I’ll stay silent while you try,
No, I’ll never do what you say,
Stop, it’s useless anyway,
My strings are long since cut, and my body is mine,
You’ll never command me again, not this time.