The heaviness that hangs your head low and your shoulders lower.
The weight that burden the corners of your mouth into a frown.
Who placed this heavy burden upon you?
Is it them or is it you?
Locked away in the tallest tower
Far away from those who make you cower
Just till the day you feel on less than all the rest
Just till the day you build the strength to thrive
With your hair done, your stomach in, your smarts gracing you the win
But until that day you will wait
And hide for the day that will never live to pride