What is to say of Destiny?
Is it not what we make it?
Why, then, must I cling to ideals?
Clearly, there is an answer.
My Destiny is my own.
It answers to my call alone.
There is no man behind the curtain
Pulling his levers and pushing his pedals.
Who is to say that I do not control my own life?
Perhaps there should be no definition
The word Destiny should stay blank.
Our decisions are our Destiny, and our choices are our own.