The closeted feminist
But now can I resist
All the chains they put on me
Say I must believe if I wanna be free
Coz I don’t take sides
And love just abides
And lush is the grass of verdant green
And what is carried out in the name of the queen
As she sits on her throne
I’m just myself when I’m on my own
With no moniker
And I don’t wanna be her
Of stand alone pride
I trust in the rush of being alive
Do you see what I paint
At the sight of blood I get faint
And I waver every time I see
Proof of what I don’t feel is me
Can you just let go
I’m not what you say I am, you know
And how we’ve been trained
But your conditioning is in vain
As I collect
All the things you say are wrecked
Do you get what I mean
Is this life but a dream
Coz you can’t rely
On everything that is destined to die
And I
Stand up just to let go
Pull the needle through on the bed I sew
Til it’s all but done
I don’t think I am the only one
To feel the heady weight of foolish glee
You can stay on time, but it wouldn’t be me

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