I am a fierce worrier! Who is ready to fight.
Fight for my rights, for my belonging, for my life,
looking at my future I can see stars of bright
I’m not hanging so no need for a knife.
Stab me in back, it is alright I’ve learnt from it
You may think that my amour is broken.
I’m laughing in your face, I can take your shit
It’s not broken, that the fact you have forgotten
You think I will crumble and come back home.
Well I might stumble but I will not breakdown
I’m ready for any army, when they come.
After these fights, I will hold the winning crown
I am a female warrior to make my own name
Writing it in the sky, there’s barriers to stop me
I am going win this simple game
There is no holding me down because I am free ....
because I am warrior
- Author: 4wheels (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 27th, 2018 12:13
- Category: Unclassified
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