I wrote this a long long time ago (over 15 years), but thought I’d share it — for strong women everywhere!
The hurricane is raging, tearing, savaging with spite,
Ripping into buildings, throwing debris out of sight.
Twisting and contorting, spitting anger, hurling hate!
Why can’t I express myself with passion too, of late?
But passion, what the hell is that? Shouldn’t it be give and take?
I need to claw my way out of here, if only for my sake.
Where’s my fire? My inner flame? Did someone stamp it out?
When did I exchange this little whisper for my loudest shout?
What happened to that little girl who would never bend?
I guess that little girl grew old, and battered in the end!
She got so tired of speaking out, trying to be heard,
No one listened when she spoke, no one really cared.
So sad and tired and weak with tears, discarded on the floor
I rested there until I found I needed rest no more!
And now I’m back and angry cos it isn’t fair and so
You’d better watch out world! Cos now I’m finally gonna grow!
I’m gonna tear this place apart, I’m gonna show you all
I’ll climb the highest mountain and Ill never fall!
I’ll get a purple hat and wear it every day with pride
And when the wind is blowing I’ll be raging at its side!
I’ll tear down all your fences, and your stupid rules and when
I’ve finished, I’ll go and find what I believed back then.
I’ll believe in dragons if I want to, I’ll have an invisible pal
I’ll talk to fairies in the garden, if want to then I shall!
I used to think I mattered! I used to think you cared!
I used to know that I was me, and love had to be shared.
I knew just what it was to love, with passion and abandon
I had ideals and dreams and goals, like heirlooms I could hand on.
As a child I was a princess, waiting for my prince to call
But he never got to me, I didn’t dance at the ball
And all the things I wanted, and the good intentions brave
And all the time I had to do them, ere I reached the grave!
Why didn’t someone tell me? Oh, but I would never hear!
How fast it rushes past you, every sneaky rotten year!
You blink and you miss it, oh how that saying is true
The problem was when I blinked, I ended up with you!
Traitorous time, I rage against thee! Get thee from this place!
Give me the power of hurricane to throw back in your face!
For I am woman, strong and good! I may be weathered too,
But tougher for the dirty tricks I learned direct from you!
You didn’t think I’d make it, you wanted me to drown
But now instead of fear, I laugh every time you frown
So take yourself away from me, leave me to myself
I was always pale and ill, you took away my health
But now I’m strong, a woman proud, head held high and free
I’ve found my place, my love, my pride, you can’t take that from me!
You’ve lost the fight, Ive won the war, you’re beaten through and through
Instead of wearing me down with hate, I’m done, I’m through with you!