I want to feel, I want to know
I want to love, I want to grow
I want to sing, I want to win
I want to cry, I want to sin
I want to dance, I want to walk
But ever turn is a roadblock
I want to turn out of this maze
But it all is such a haze
How did I get here?
Where do I go?
I want to yell, I want to scream
Please tell me this is but a dream...
Did I cross a line when I told you to stop?
When the joke wasn’t funny, when I wasn’t the laugh?
Did I cross a line when I wouldn’t comply?
When I would tell you what you wanted to hear?
Did I cross a line when I opened my mouth?
Or was I simply sticking up for myself?
The line is long gone, I’m already here
I will not be erased by your fear...
You tell me I’m only a woman, yet I feel there’s more I can do
You tell me my dreams aren’t worth dreaming, yet stand as I fill up the room
You tell me I’m not worth the patience, yet watch as I conquer my fears
You tell me to keep my mouth shut, yet expect my listening ear
You show me I’m less than my peers, but watch me soar in my career
You try to break me, yet you only build me up
You push me...