I know what is expected of me
But your expectations don't define me
Things are different now
We've come too far
I've come too far to stop moving forward
I come from a line of people who had a choice
They stood for equality
I can live by the guidelines set by your expectation
Or pursue a life of happiness
It's my decision 
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