
It's not fair...
Dye your hair
Wax your legs
Change your clothes
Fix your nose
Is this what we chose?
Gotta be wanted
Not flaunt it
Yet I'm haunted
I'll be unwanted
So I put on my dress
Trying to impress
I'm so sick of this message
My self-esteem a wreckage
The way we're portrayed
And displayed
So reduced to his "use"
Bound and defined by misuse
We're lost and distraught
So caught up in thought
That we forgot
And we fought to be acquired
So desperate to be admired
Well I'm tired of being hardwired to be desired
Release me from these projections
I reject them
Can’t comply with this lie
To behave like a slave
I am more than the eye can behold
I let it unfold, my story told
I am worthy of more than a form to adore
Hear me roar!
Not just curves to observe
I want to preserve
What is sacred
These standards absurd
Haven’t you heard
She's the goddess unreserved
And she deserves a rebirth
To unearth
Her worth
To awaken!
You see truth cannot be mistaken
Your soul is unshaken
There is no escaping
The goddess within us

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