Letras
Be thin, but not too thin
Eat, but don't look hungry
Dress sexy, but not slutty
Cover up, but don't be frumpy
Be a virgin, be experienced
Be modest, be desirable
Be soft, be strong
Be quiet, but never forgettable
Wear makeup, but not too much
Age gracefully, smile politely
Don't look angry, don't look tired
Don't look real, they call us crazy
But have you seen the list
A thousand rules for just existing
And still, we don't exist
Be everything, be nothing
Be fire without smoke
Be the dream, be the object
Be the punchline, be the joke
Be mother, be daughter
Be virgin, be sin
Be strong, but never win
We're not crazy
We're cursed with contradiction
Baptized in expectation
And still, we breathe
Raise your kids
Work full time
Be a goddess on no sleep and a dime
Don't age, don't change, don't speak
Unless you rhyme with what they want to hear
But still be so real all the time
You were asking for it
No, you were frigid
You're too emotional
Wait, why so distant
You're either too much or not enough
Either way, not right, never right
They tell us we're unstable
But it's the world that's split
How do you balance on a blade and not throw a fit
Be everything
Be quiet
Be soft, but don't break
Be sexy, but not sexual
Be real, but be fake
Be lover, be martyr
Be the wound and the healer
Be the mirror, the muse, the nurture, the killer
We're not crazy
We're made of pressure
Of masks and madness
And measured pleasure
It's not madness
It's math
Count every time we bend