
If she had her own opinions, God forbid they be louder than yours
If she became her own dashing knight riding on the White Horse
Would you face the other way for a damsel in distress?
Would you be unwilling to face the final level test?
They claim they like them strong with independent flairs
They think they know the reflection living in her glares
The thorns laced up a field of black roses lie waiting
For the brave to walk across for someone who doesn't need saving
Daddy never taught her that she couldn't ride with the boys
He said, "Make sure you know how to use your own voice"
Never left her waiting for a man to fill that empty void
Not impressed with the fuckboys playing with steroids
More than a woman, more than the manly kind
You have to get passed her eyes to change her mind
There's more than dangerous places waiting on the inside
A big, dark room where your soul has nowhere to hide
She stays soft in the spots where it truly matters most
Lifts the world up with an inclusive type of toast
Cheers to the heartbreaks, mistakes and the ghosts
For each new failure brings her one more step close
Love Always,
Chayle
About the Creator
The Girl in Grey
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