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 

Change. 

 

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 

Girl

 

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 

Change. 

 

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 

Worthless.

 

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 

Me

 

For I am not a lion behind the glass

Lion maybe

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 

Reveal itself 

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