Shut Up!
Shut Up
I WISH YOU WOULD ALL SHUT UP!
Don’t tell me that I can do whatever I put my mind to
But when I try to juggle oranges in my room, I fail
Don’t tell me that I’m college material
When all through high school I struggled
I won’t be the women with the Ph.D.
Maybe the women that becomes manager at the local McDonalds
Don’t tell me to keep my head up
When the whole world rest heavily on my shoulders
Don’t tell me that you’ll always be there
When as soon as I fail, I can’t find you
I WISH YOU WOULD ALL SHUT UP!
I’ll have to learn these lessons on my own
No longer do I have you to influence me
I have to figure out that I’m worthy
I have to find out my self-worth
I WISH YOU WOULD ALL SHUT UP!
So I can hear what God is saying
-Breyuna Shorter
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