Girl

Why get insulted if I call you a girl? It's something that you should embrace With a flip of the hair, and a feminine twirl That girl inside is what we all experience Even the very masculine Your sex has no variance To some, it means immaturity Or just being a wuss Realistically, it's purity We feel every emotion to the bone We are sensitive and fragile Within our hearts, our souls are sewn Adventurous believers we are We were made to please? You better think again, we are natural born stars The actuality is sex slaves, toys, ash-trays, trash cans, and prizes To the world we are whores and bitches, no matter what shapes or sizes If we speak up, rocks get thrown at us and if we're not a skinny thing of beauty we get viewed in disgust We get circumsized for ignorant beliefs Mentally and physically raped Never do we feel a relief We wear short skirts for self expression Not for unwanted attention or harassment No room for expression, only oppression Then comes depression Too blue to try and be happy Since the majority make us feel crappy We are the worlds treasure appreciation is what we crave, yet we get disrespect just for short pleasure Girls, girls, girls Need to stand up for your rights Wake up from your nightmare Build your courage and fight Pick yourself up, rise from the ground Awaken the girl inside yourself Once she is found, Sing your favorite song loud Let the world surround your sound Dance til your ankles collapse Dye your hair purple Explore the planet on a boat with crazy maps Attend your dream school May spontaneousness and knowledge consume you Let it be your fuel You can be who you want to be do what you want to do Don't let anyone control you Be brave, be intelligent, and be AMAZING