When I Was Sold - Bring Back Our Girls

Find me in classrooms Frantic page flipping in search of the tools Who'll one day equip me So I can make rules Find me at the helm Bare-foot and big bellied Home-makers to boardrooms ....And woman tells you what to do Stereoptype make me those types Opposing sex finds it perplexed A timid female's muscle flex Lady, don't you show your strength Woman, lay there Here curves so fine, her hips so fair Born to be spent Please him, please him Bear him an heir! Bear him nations Honour him with cause for earth-shattering celebrations Family portrait -Picturesque- Yet I am portrayed... As part as a future that I did not choose They took me from school Paint me heartless, silent canvas Muted muse erase my colours Deafened maestro sing in silence Made of soil, a bag of bones Numb my soul So I won't know, how Wretched prison locked its doors Who sold my dreams to cement floors? Who stole from me my room to grow? How I still breathe I'll never know I lost my soul When I was sold