Pink Raven

Reflecting now, I see I must give you some grace

For it wasn’t long ago I was in the same place

A place of uncertainty within who I am

Society placing a continuous unrealistic sham

As to who we should be as a true individual

Or rather who we should identify as a whole

Not just women, but men as well

Are learning to grow within a small shell
We cannot quite escape the clutches of the culture

We need to behave, act nice but within secret torture

Our traumas and burdens neatly buried away

But they never are quite gone, and they will always stay

Until we have the courage to face them head on

We will always be the cog in the world corporate pawn

They make money off our deep insecurities

We keep wanting more and more that is the certainty

The demons that are insatiable deep in our core

Will keep wanting more and more and more

I stopped feeding my demons, and got to know them instead

And I am not perfect but I do feel a bit ahead

I am now willing to see exactly who I need to be

I am The Pink Raven and I have demons for all to see

Now that I let the demons out for a stroll

I can see who I am with out their burdening role

I still have the demons, they see me each day

But I am allowed to wave bye to them and see them on their way

I am friends with those demons so they no longer control me

I shine a light on my demons and see

I am dark, I am light, I am masculine and feminine

I am ready to emerge and I am ready to be born again