I don't wear masks to make you smile,
I walk my truth, raw and wild.
Your tone defines the path I take,
Respect me or feel the quake.
Kind to the kind, cold to the fake,
Loyal to real ones, for my own sake.
I don't beg to fit your frame,
Not here to play your petty game.
If you're bitter, I turn to steel,
I don't bend, I make you kneel.
I'm not your shadow, not your pawn,
Don't test the fire I carry on.
My vibe reacts to how you move,
Don't like it? I've nothing to prove.
This is me -- bold, untamed,
I don't give a damn, I can't be chained.
~ Asim Baadshah
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