Not their toy

They point their fingers say what's right

Like I can't think under this light

But I'm no puppet under some strings

I rise above their petty flings

Girl I see the spark in your eyes

I'll stand tall and crush their light

They can't break you no matter their noise

With you ill prove I'm not their toy

Old enough to know my ground

Keep my feet laid tough as sound

Bad guys lurk with hollow charm

I'll shield you safe from any harm

They can't hold us down, in their little game

With ever sneer I grow strong and bold

For us my my love their stories grow old