Female rights
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Society, pushing and pulling at me to be this beautiful angel, this perfect cook, just because of the way I look
Take a shower, eat slowly, wear makeup because your a lady Oh how they hate me
Freedom is tangible as glass stars.
While it shimmers and shakes under the sky,
It burns quickly, flickering out as dusk rises.
Beneath the ashes the small ones scream,
Filing into the streets below,
You are free to love
If you're straight
You are free to express
Including hate
You are free to work
If you're a man
You are free to go anywhere
Unless you're trans
