I won't let my thoughts prevail,
I'll stand tall through wind and hail
and never bow down to you.

I won't let my mind drift
into this cleft, into this rift,
I know I can be stronger.

My heart will not break once more
I've been around, I know the score
You won't win this.

My eyes will not behold you,
Though they desire to,
Love is not my lens.

I shan't allow desire or lust,
I shall be barren, shall be dust
and there shall be no growth for you.

For I can see disaster plain,
And though it may not be your aim
I have a target across my chest.

I will not be your wounded deer,
Your clever catch, your toast and cheer
I shall not fall so easily.

Keep in mind my solemn vow,
Take heed and listen now
I shall not bow down to you.

Would you bow down to me I ponder,
Ah and now my thoughts shall wander,
For who am I to know

Another's mind, another's soul,
Their petty target? Their desperate goal?
Predator or prey unknown.

Fools do dream and long for love
And beg from powers above.
But I am strong and will not sway.

I am the predator,
No longer the prey.