They told her she was a tiger,
It was decreed before she was born,
They said there would be a fire inside her,
That would burn forever more

But her emotions ran too fast and loose,
Not the strong beast she was claimed to be,
There was a warrior deep inside her,
She just didn’t know how to let it free,

They said she was too weak,
Wednesdays child is full of woe,
She’ll never make it, they had decided,
How little they did know,

So she found strength in her ability to cry,
Her ability to laugh and scream,
She had a power no others had,
To be content and too live being free.

There’s definitely fire inside that girl,
They later said to me,
It’s just not always burning on the outside,
But sometimes hidden underneath.


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