I won't

I won't cry for you

I rather dwell in this dark place of solitude

I won't dance for you

I rather sway my body to the beat of another mans drum

I won't fall for you

I rather fall on soft ground, and be caught by a prince

I won't stay with you

I think I'll take my baggage, and go

This poem is about: 
Me

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