I Am But A Doll
Sex.
That's all I am to you.
To have as you like
All day and all night.
Until your pleasure is through.
Breasts.
That's all you want me for.
To touch and feel
You take and steal.
My consent is what you ignore.
Lips.
That's all you see in me.
Pillows of lust
This man I could trust
Has caused my pride to bleed.
Woman.
I am not limited to your drive.
I am strong and brave
Here I will stay
The strongest queen in the hive.
The world.
Here I am a thing.
But I know I am more
I will walk through that door
I will open my mouth and sing.
Here.
I sit in this room
Knowing you fear me
That men have grown weary
And my strength is your doom.
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