Being Invincible
Being Invincible
They cut my wings
Little did they know
I fly with my spirits
Wings are just a camouflage.
They named me foul
Little did they know
I'm addressed as a 'girl'
That appellation is enough.
They made rules for me
Little did they know
I live by my principles
Rules are for brats.
They curtailed my ways
Little did they know
I'm the propeller
If I stop, they stop.
They did all they could
Little did they know
I was always a flowing stream
To stop is for stones.