What I look like is more important than what I do
If I were to get raped would it be my fault too?
so I can't object to being a sex object
no I won't tolerate the blatant disrespect
if i were to speak up for myself, I make too much noise
if i didn't, i'm considered typical and weak by choice
Am I not to have love for myself as if it's unnatural
is the problem you can't handle a persona thats feral?
and if i were to get married, it won't be a trap
and them lies you've carried, don't get slapped
I believe in being independent and free of confines
why should the life I've chosen to live, be a crime?
is it because I've chosen to not take a backseat?
with or without someone to love, I'm still complete
I have the power to run my own show
I have value, I have worth, and i know
anyone who opposes me
have the green light to go
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