It was him and I for whether we shall not die,
His mother never asked her why she did not cry, did not try.
She was never asked such things since men overpowered her.
We were born in a world where we must be kept silent or else our children were killed,
We were born in a world where no rights were given to us,
We were born in an ever changing world where our voices were never heard,
We fought for our voices to be heard and in return we were killed, burned with our words.
Now the world changes with our might, may we dare try it.
Our interest in the men have changed, and now we punish them with the lonely pains.
We fight for who we now are, a powerful might who must not be tested.
Some of us are changed by mans word, and rebel against us.
We must not change for any other, or else what have we stood for?
Was our pain for nothing?
Or have we finally reached the new beginning, questioning who we are and who we've stood for.
Never fall for anyone else.
