Verse 1:
Can't a sister live a life with a difference,
Brothers want to ruin your pride because you need assistance,
Men want to give you a chance at life in exchange for pleasure,
The hurt they've cost me inside I can't measure,
My will to survive is weakening my defenses,
It's like my foolish pride is running out of chances,
Can't these brothers just let me be,
My situation, Lord, is slowly killing me.
Chorus:
What am I supposed to do?
What am I supposed to do?
Verse 2:
Tears in my eyes I try hard not to cry,
Hoping someday things will get better and my heart can fly,
But every day is the same old pain and the same old fight,
Just give me a moment of peace to make my wrongs right,
Tired of being a victim of their selfish deeds,
They've planted in my heart some bitter seeds,
I can't feel love, joy, happiness or cheer,
I'm constantly living a life filled with fear.
Chorus:
What am I supposed to do?
What am I supposed to do?