LET THE WOMAN SPEAK

Let the woman speak
And you may hear the breaking sound of her heart
For the woman was once a girl and many
For the woman was once a tender girl
Filled with anger and rage
Assaulted and shamed
Slandered and blamed
Defenseless and deserted

Let the woman speak
And you may feel the burn of her tears on your skin
For the woman was once a girl and many
For the woman was once a stifled girl
Choked by unspoken words and unexpressed emotions
Choked by society and made up standards
Choked by obligations
Choked out of breath, locked up in a prison built by words

Let the woman speak
And you may see the sadness behind her smile
For the woman was once a girl and many
For the woman was once a lonely girl
Craving to be loved by love
Yearning to be kissed and held
Struggling to be seen
Hoping to be noticed.
Just see me, love, and don’t leave me
For loneliness is now my scene and it eats me inside

So let the woman speak
And you may see the scars beneath her skin
For the woman was once a girl and many
For the woman was once a broken-hearted girl
Walked all over by her love
Underappreciated by her love
Left to wonder by love
Let the woman speak for she no longer sees her reflection; It’s like staring into the eyes of emptiness.

Now let the woman speak
For the woman is still a girl and many
For the girl is being embraced by freedom
For the girl is woken from her walk of death
The walk of existing and not living
For she knows her worth
She dreams and she speaks
She writes and she sings.
Let the woman speak for she is me and many
And I am free.

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