My Own Mythology

Why is it we fear what we do not know? And explore what we feel we can control We believe so easily what someone else says is true As if we only allow ourselves to live the way they tell us to I wish I had a back bone To think for myself Instead I was raised to think and behave just like the next I’m not expected to be more than the environment I evolved from To grow up like most little girls And only want a family and kids to protect I’m weird for saying I could care less I’m a fool for thinking that I can think and act just like a man I’m stupid for implying I’d rather be rich than to be a wife And for saying my man can walk out my life I’m going to start my own mythology Where the hero in every story doesn’t have to be male Where women always don’t depend on a prince to come rescue them from despair!