Mrs Lauries told me that the job I had was not invented yet
I didn’t listen to a word that lady said
I could have been a teacher, or a leader
Maybe a bonafide bottom feeder
But instead I was this
Just a girl with no morals
And student with no quarrels
Always learning in the name of men
But never knowing what that meant
When I grew up a little bit more
I had no idea what I was looking for
Always thinking it would come to me
Like a lightbulb moment in a menagerie
Instead I was always floating in my feelings
Like a flower thrown into the sea
That’s why you couldn’t see the truth
When you tried to find it in my youth
What’s the world going to look like, when I have not invented it yet
I guess you didn’t listen to a word that I’ve said.
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