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That's all we hear
Everyday
Over and over again
When does it end
When will the stigma fade?
Girls,
We are beautiful
We are strong
We are not;
Fragile
Made of sugar and spice and everything nice
We are made of steel
We are born of strong mothers
And Grandmothers who went through it all
Who carried the weight of the world on their backs to make a better world for us.
We are told from a young age that we can't do anything
And I'm here to change that
Be you
Be strong
Be like a girl.
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 3:15 PM UTC
****
*****
*****
*****
That's all we hear
Everyday
Over and over again
When does it end
When will the stigma fade?
Girls,
We are beautiful
We are strong
We are not;
Fragile
Made of sugar and spice and everything nice
We are made of steel
We are born of strong mothers
And Grandmothers who went through it all
Who carried the weight of the world on their backs to make a better world for us.
We are told from a young age that we can't do anything
And I'm here to change that
Be you
Be strong
Be like a girl.
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