The sheer lack of faith she has in me 
I can see it in her pause that setting free
The bird has never been one of her strengths
The woman I know, I don’t know where she went 
Because she used to be a tower to me
Now she just has power over me 
Held like a crutch that is clutched to her breast
And something in her never rest 
As I spilled ink like truth on the desk 
And let my heart burn in my chest 
With the fire that I’ve always known 
And now that I’m grown 
I walk my own boots
Though I still have roots 
That stretch deep into the soil 
And I flick the kettle to boil 
Because tea is my drink 
And it helps me to think 
And become all that I am 
I am part of nobody’s plan 
And just because you’ve dimmed your light
Doesn’t mean I will, not without a fight
As I give him permission to 
Be with whoever he wants to
He doesn’t have to be tied to me
But like the tide that I have set free
I feel him beat upon my shore
Worshipping the girl that he adore