Tangible to Me

I don't fit neatly in your prefab box and wont be trapped between the lines
I'm breakable, perishable and very combustible; rejecting of your confines

How are you fit to define my reality and the venues that I must follow
How is it, Oh enlightened one, you aspire to the status of Apollo

You imagine yourself my creator? The alpha omega of my existence?
Perhaps you hope extinguish my pride with the mere force of your persistence

I've battled rapists, beat cancer and slept on the street, stood humbled: choking down pride
Dismissed, defeated and deemed obsolete; Sought my absolution in the acid tide

I wont be your shadow, your puppet on strings or scrutiny of your reprise
I refuse to acknowledge the black and white world as seen through your colorless eyes

Its mine, this life, Gods gift of time; You'll conjure Elvis before control of my fate
I'd relinquish my breath before shelving my dreams; The solace I wont desecrate

Intangible to you, I realize this now; These "fantasies" are a childhood friend.
My spirit would die and cease to exist if I let these treasures to expend

We were created by the very same God and held in the same esteem
Why would you try to own my life?  You no have right to kill of my dream.