Free

Who are you that I let you control me?

Who are you to tell me who to be?

What I wear, who I talk to,

Boy, I thought you knew.

I can't be tied down

I won't be the prize you carry around town

I won't be the girl you slap around

I will be the girl to stand my ground.

Because I'm worth more than you say

and you aren't worth my days

I have been deflowered

Tossed to the side by a coward

But today I am empowered

Who are you to judge me?

I'm leaving you. I will be free.

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