You might think I would feel unprotected.
So vulnerable, helpless and neglected.
You might think that I can’t be saved, for I have no power.
I am seen as a naive and gullible flower.
But not any more, will I sit back and cry out my dewy eyes,
Not any more, will I let you tear off my fantasy skies.
I won’t let you ravage my dreams, my hopes and my entity,
I will fight back and show this world my lost identity.
Your terror is gone now, I ain’t scared of you anymore.
I am fearless, gallant and you are gonna hear me roar!
Roar
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