You can't tell me how to cry,
When you don't even know what I am crying for.
You can't tell me how to laugh,
When you don't understand the reason why.
You can't tell me how to travel,
When you don't see how far I have journeyed.
You can't tell me how to love,
When you don't feel what I am feeling.
You can't tell me to be calm,
When you don't know the storms that rage inside.
All, I am trying to say is;
You can't tell me how to wear this CROWN
Cos it fits only me.

It is exhausting,
all the time I've put in for people who care less.
It is exhausting,
the amount of energy I've wasted fighting for things
that won't last.
It is exhausting,
punishing myself for not reaching my goals.
This time,
I've chosen to be kinder and softer,
more understanding and forgiving of myself
I'm just trying to love myself a little more.

I was sitting there like a glass of milk
pale, yet full of life.
I knew I'd seen this place before
cos, I'd been this exact personality too.
My dear, you never really know who you are
when you've been a million different women.
I tell you, every single one of them is hurting in a different place
and in different ways.
Life has a way of making us have multiple identities.
Some years, you are just the "unstoppable one"
Other years, you are just the "broken one"
No... don't feel bad about all these changes
cause, you are just "A Million Women" in a single soul

And you were hoping
to find her -
In Louboutins and Chanel bag,
but she came looking
Like a beautiful chaos.
That wasn't what you expected...
She was just a regular girl
With a little bit of -
Salt and pepper.