Most I know want something more
What? They aren’t sure
If they knew they’d tell me
“I wanna be a Mother”
or
“I want to be an astronaut”
But they don’t know, so
I don’t know

Most I know are scared of the world
The world is going to attack them;
fall in on them, squash them
It will come as they see it
It will come as an immigrant child, or,
It will come as Donald Trump

Well I’m not afraid of these things
And if either these
Dare block my path
I’ll shove them to the side
I will get on with it
Because I am stronger than those things
My words don’t make me weak
If yours do, you’re using them wrong