I wont own you

Can you pick up those papers?
and tear them?
where prejorative are the shadows
... of the mind
along with those words
that once brought me to life
Take me to an unknown place
where people function to disown
Where lilies would sway
and a silver lining
and my being has lost its way
I wont own you
I wont hear you out
You dont belong to me now,
In a far off land ,
I live to die,
I live to derive a note
A note that would speak of
the awesomeness lost
and a crude goodbye
to my sound of goodness
where I would be the one crowned