When you restrict someone of it
Die solemnly
Am I the only one in this world who doesn't change?
Yet I've broken my vows, tainted my virtues with hypocrisy justifying my sanity to keep things moving.

But I face death each day a time bomb ticking away I am no longer running but digging a mine.

That which is my obstinate nature has brought great things and prevented the end of worlds my dream is shielded by my one sole belief - to make money.

At the risk of everything. Dehumanizing. Or perhaps that was I from the beginning. I never could do it like the others. What is the difference between you and me. I'm an ox who keeps running into failure and makes a success out of it a budding sprout turned tree from the beige cracks of the obsolete.

Me, just me alone. The obstinate has no enemies. For he is the only one true to his purpose, true to his dream. And there can only be one because of this.

Allies become deadweight drudged through the barren lands with him. Against his will they protest.

The obstinate carries it all with him. He alone weighs the burden caused by his dream.