Jean

Jean is pausing to take it all in
She found the courage to dig it in
Remedies never were remedies
Not within her reach

Vulnerable in the kitchen
Jean is afraid to speak
She hastily hides to avoid
The staring gaze for her
Staring... Staring

Jean cannot feel the roots
Twisting underneath her feet
Many times she wondered why
There's such hostility in eating
Hostility... Hostility
She took a train to find a way
And I'm glad she's gone
So I could become me
But I think of her still
Calling out for freedom
Then calling out for me

Calling out
Calling out for me



Credits
Writer(s): Benedetta Oliovecchio, Caterina Fuso
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