I am woman hear my roar

Don't tell me who l am .

To box me in to keep me contained.

To under estimate to say l have no brain .

To start telling me the rules.

I am not one who stand by convention alone.

You cannot kick me off my golden throne.

I will not keep quite l will not shut up.

The roses that lie at my feet are a sign of your defeat .

You think you have won but l know you have lost.

It will be you who pays the cost .

Karma is here and here to stay .

It is me who will have the final say.

In to your crying face l will look

And will not give a f**k