Missandra

Well, they can call me a bitter b*tch
But they don't know how it is
To be undermined
Put down and put aside
Degraded, mocked and criticised

This is our reality
They gatekeep our individuality
We're seeking a place to fit
An approval, yet
We're non-existent
Or getting the second role
Only to be sexualised
I am someone

Facing my tormentors
Armoured to strike back
This is not a war
This is just how I react
Hatred to their offence
It's what saved my life
It's my shield, it's my defence
It's my way to survive

It's my way to survive

I despise them
Missandra

And they dare call me missandra?



Credits
Writer(s): Salome Salgado-pellegrin, Beatrice Simion, Raquel Juzgado
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