I knew it all. Knew every word before you [bad word] spoke. Senses heightened, instincts aware, even singled out, I will not be bent to your will.
From the start, I chose my path defined by mental clarity, yet I'm the one not seeing clearly because I refuse to live another way. 
I set myself apart, knowing full well the weight of these words: 
Only the dead go with the current. 
What better way to show you that I'm alive?
What I may have lacked in age, makes no difference because in the end I still see the poisons the same, never faltering in the face of opposition. Knowing the [bad word]  seeing the pain only solidifies my conviction. Knowingly choosing the path of abuse doesn't separate you, it only helps you find your place in the herd.
Survival - my only goal, which have destined me to be your rival. Never to be manipulated.
Eyes set firm, never stray. The strong will never [bad word] the prey. My wolf mentality means that until my death I'll go fighting every step of the way.