I refuse to reuse to the point of self abuse
To run from the fear of knowing
Into the arms of those I've already known

No

I will create it on my own
Not out of pride for my own success
(of which I will see little)

No

But because in order for it to exist
I must first find, create and remember this
That, noone besides me
Can ever be me

And that noone will know
If I always say *No