You have all this power.
You’re a tornado,
Swallowing everything in its wake
And making it spin to your rhythm.
Becoming what everyone told you not to be.
Rebellion is a small word,
Revolution is more like it.
You walk in
And it’s like four people stepped in the ring.
You look in the mirror
And it’s the fight you see,
Day after day, it’s never over.
You thrive in that zone,
Fight is the only life you’ve known.
You run like wildfire,
Blowing up the world, never looking back.
Girl, you’re kicking up a storm,
And you don’t even know it.