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Since When

You spent

all of those tender years

crafting a version of you.

Someone with grit,

someone who dares to outwit,

the towering, tantrumous few.

 

Now you melt

in the stained palms

of those who lead without qualms;

those who

have every intention to

rob you of character, choice and charm.

 

 

Since when

did we listen to men,

whose priorities revolve

around the problems to solve

in their beds?
 

Since when

did we listen to men,

whose true upheaval 

stems from the evil

that bubbles and breeds 

in their heads?

 

Where did your confidence go?

Where is the person

I was hungry to get to know?

Though I know

the fear was planted long ago,

how could you let it grow

oh so dramatically so?

 

You moulded

your own moral compass

and lived in a way that felt free.

You calculated and debated

the risk and pain that you created

by choices you made willingly.

 

Since when

did we listen to men,

whose priorities revolve

around the problems to solve

in their beds?
 

Since when

did we listen to men,

whose true upheaval 

stems from the evil

that bubbles and breeds 

in their heads?

 

Now you scream,

sat behind a screen,

blindly claiming to be clean;

so eager

to share stories

of sins you say you’ve seen.

 

But I see you,

and I’ve seen what you do,

there’s no shame in breaking a rule or two.

Together we’ve fought

to harvest our own thought,

so who do you now listen to?

 

Since when

did we listen to men,

whose priorities revolve

around the problems to solve

in their beds?
 

Since when

did we listen to men,

whose true upheaval 

stems from the evil

that bubbles and breeds 

in their heads?

How can you claim

that you’re not the same?

How can you blame

when you’re just the same?

How can you claim

that you’re not the same?

How can you blame 

when you’re just the same?

It’s them it’s them, it’s always been them;
I’m not pointing at you, I’m pointing at them.

Please let’s not lose

our right to choose,

please let’s not lose

our right to choose.

 

Do you remember when

we didn’t listen to these men?

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