I am a woman
Who has almost forgotten who I am
But know exactly who I want to be
Who is fed up of defending
My right to exist
They want to beat me
To conform to their ideas
They are killing me wth ideologies
Shaping, reshaping, sculpting, deciding then undeciding
Who and what I am
And what I should accept
Well F*** you - because
I am sensitive
I can be emotonal
I do care
I am strong
I can make something out of nothing
I do begin my day in prayer
I love to look nice, for me
I do love to make love
I can be moody
I do want children
We do talk a lot
We are always right
We do have anunbreakable bond
We are trustworthy and honest
We are strong
We are crazy - if you cross us - or our kids
Yeah and what
I am fed up of defending my right
To just be who and what
I choose
I dont need to ask for your permission
Our justify myself
Its not up to you
Its my choice and i've made it
I demand respect
I expect to be loved
i need to be understood
DONT try and defne me
Cause you will be surprised
I am not who you think I am
I'm just ME
I am a woman
MD (c)