I refuse to be the lazy arse's doormat.
I refuse to see you because it's easy.
I refuse to paint the town red just because I should.
I refuse to cut out the sweets despite the bloating.
I refuse to re-establish contact because you have nothing else.
I refuse to let the dream go, because it's all that people live for.
I refuse to choose, I'd much rather be pushed.
I refuse to think because it amounts to nothing but mush.
I refuse the formalities, we're much more than that.
I refuse to be laced up, corsetted, pinned down-
I was born a horse.
I refuse to accept guilt in its undeserving face.
I refuse to let this nonchalence tickle my nerves.
I refuse to lose this fight. I hate losing.