Medusa's Simple Life
Being different doesn't come easy for me
Knowing I don't fit in gives me a hard time
Snakes slithering through my life, no truthful tales
Having an understanding that I have myself and no other
Medusa, I, me, a woman, or goddess, with beauty inside
No snake can represent or reflect my pain or sorrows
For which, I can only do this justice
I, me, a woman, a goddess,
Speaking for myself in this world
Activist? No. Preacher? No.
A woman with rights, rights to be my own
Living in a world with simple-minded people
Not knowing what's right
Giving an interpretation of evil
I, a woman, needing guidance
Gets guidance from one's self
Medusa, no mythological being
A human being, snakes won't ruin my life
Medusa, a simple woman
In a simple world
With a simple life
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