Oh if I could change it.
Believe me, if I could i would
but is it me or is it them
I don't know so how then can I
My heels click against the pavement.
I am grown I am strong I am proud I am a woman.
But not to them for oh how they see me.
Yelling Whooping Whistling Calling
Get in my trunk
My heels sink slowly through the cement
deeper deeper shame shame
Burying my head my hands why is my coat not bigger i should have bought a bigger coat with a hood to swallow me. Suffocate.
but Why didn't I yell and reverse the shame
I wouldn't have felt the pain and they wouldn't have felt the gain
I'd go back and attract attention flip the situation like a boomerang but I can't so I'm gonna fight for
Power power where is the power how do I find it, I know I should know me
But I guess it's just buried too deep
But when I find it cowering in the corner it will be my sling
And I will play the harp.
And this fractured facade that masks frightful human nature
will shatter against the facts
and society will face the nauseating acts
that make half a species considered
When the change crashes in with the tide
Adam will awaken and his eyes will see he can own anything he wants but he can never own
For I am not a lion behind the glass
But not because it's what you made me
And when change rises with the morning sun
I will walk run dance prance down the street
Singing the song in my heart
knowing proud that I am a woman
Because when the change comes rolling in with the clouds
That won't be a reason mothers worry
Or heels are left in the corner of a musty closet.
It will be a reason to rejoice
'Til then my days are spent searching digging coaxing that power to
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