You Don'T Have My Permission

Won't permit you to make me Feel less than I am I'm not to be trampled upon I'm a queen born with her heart on her sleeve I'm a soul that burns with the flames of love I'm immune to hurt Digested rejection I sit side by side with you But you'll never smell fear I'll look you straight in the eye And flaunt my good looks You'll shift uneasily As your conscience burns at the pyre You'll scoff in shame As you realize you've lost And I've risen beyond your Scorn and on wings like the bald eagle