I’m Just A Girl
I’m just a girl
I’m pretty and thin
I’m just a girl
My heart, a prize to win
I’m just a girl
To be kept and be quiet
I’m just a girl
yet my mind is riot
To be a girl in wild fashions
To be berated and broke, ripped by their talons
You say to be humble, but some day you’ll see
Who needs to be humble, for it’s you and not me
Try as I may and do as I might
I’m just a girl trying to fight
While I walk alone, fast and cautious
Chorus in my mind, pleading, I’ve got this
I can do what the women before me could not
Though I cannot sit back, to be looked at and rot
I run, though I can’t, my mind frazzled and swirled
For I am only a girl, stuck in a man’s world
Who does what she can and is told that she won’t
Won’t give up her fight? Nor the words her heart wrote
She could go on living, in ignorance she could be
Though maybe it’s you who must, but won’t see
You say I am privileged when my mind is in tatters
You say I am pretty; your intentions leave me shattered
Maybe I could be led to believe
Believe that the world has a fair place for me
I am capable and smart
I have goodness in heart
I could lead, I could thrive
But I’m a tool for some guy
They say to put yourself out there, when they cannot see
That I have been out there, and forever I’ll be
I’ve tried on every dress,
Not sure which fits best
The one of housewife, maid or mother
The one of leader, ruled or coveter
The dress of pink with frills and lace
The dress of sureness, simplicity, save face
To be trashed, ridiculed, forever unsure
Or be coveted, kept and by that I’ll sworn
To them I am a simply, the most wanted prize
They see my body though not through my eyes
Expecting of greatness, blindly chasing a thrill
Through hell I will trek, throughout my living will
So do what you will and see what you must
For my fear won’t come, through dawn nor through dusk
Life may be a ladder, I’ve been forced to climb
With my very nature holding my bind
Crawl through the mud, dirt dancing with skin
Praise to the men, for the winner was him
I did the work, though hell I was dragged
He got the thanks, he left me gagged
My analyzed faults, full display they will be
Dreams of dancing, my way to be free
To find true love, in a hostile world
To find sickness in health, life without cure
Standing of malice, brutal and tall
Unwavering demands to answer the call
You say to be kind, when really you mean
To be quiet and be compliances great queen
You say to be happy, with no thoughts in my head
Though you cannot see, my means to an end
You say I must be better yet leave me to twirl
For you forget your own words... I am just a girl.
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