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Not Your Object

My eyes were trained since fifteen to find what you wanted and become it. This is the un-training. Not your altar. Not your trophy. Not your anything.

When I look at you I know what I see My eyes have been trained since I was fifteen To find what you want To mold it and be All of the things you would have of me They said it would save me The way I could break me I learned that I can be If I choose to be But I refuse to be Your altar Your trophy I'm not your anything When I go to church I know what I'll find They say all are welcome They don't mean my kind I'd be good in the kitchen But I don't wanna cook I'd look good on your arm But I don't wanna be looked at A good girl and a bad bitch I can be both But neither is for you to say I learned that I can be If I choose to be But I refuse to be Your altar Your trophy I'm not your anything No matter how you try to hold me The fact remains you can't control me No matter how you try to own me The fact remains you can't control me No matter how you try to hold me The fact remains you can't control me No matter how you try to own me The fact remains you can't control me I learned that I can be If I choose to be But I refuse to be Your altar Your trophy I'm not your anything Your altar Your trophy I'm not your anything