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
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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.