I want you to hear me
For my voice to roar over the crowd
I want you to see me
To be more than just an epiphany
I’m not the darling pearl you dream of
I’m too restless for the clams you confine me to
For I am made for more than love
But not strong enough to keep some
I dream of reaping the crops I sew
Of being strong enough to carry my plough
But you brand me with a diamond and bow
Confinin...