Genetic predisposition is not our definition DNA: Not our fate We are walking mirrors of social description Environment: Development
Don't be categorised The past can be left behind It shall be recognised Humans can't be finalised
You think you know who I am
If we were born this way why should we try and change? The fabric we reflect is of this place you have made
Villains extracted from birth, potential left unearthed Born with hate: Unfound claim Is it just chemicals that make some unstable? Pre-ordained: We are chained
Can I self define Break free of the line? Can I self define Take control of my own life? Our decisions depend on what paths lie ahead Forgive the chooser so his own salvation can be made
Plant the seeds for a tree you'll never get to see We can all be saved We are a complex slate that is taught to love or hate
