The Performer

The Performer
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Audre Lorde

I write for those women who do not speak, for those who do not have a voice because they were so terrified, because we are taught to respect fear more than ourselves. We've been taught that silence would save us, but it won't.

 

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Mama...

She Used to be my enemy and never letting me be free,
catching me in places that I know I shouldn't be,
Every other day I crossed the line
I didn't mean to be so bad,
I never thought you would become a friend I never had

Back then I didn't know why,
Why you were misunderstood (mama),
So now I see through your eyes,
all that you did was love

Mama I loved you, Mama I cared,
Mama I loved you, Mama my friend,
You were my friend

I didn't want to hear it then but
I'm not ashamed to say it now,
Every little thing you said and did was right for me,
I had a lot of time to think about,
about the way I used to be,
Never had a sense of my responsibility.

Back then I didn't know why,
why you were misunderstood,
So now I see through your eyes,
all that you did was love,

Mama I loved you, Mama I cared,
Mama I loved you, Mama my friend,
You were my friend ,you were my friend

But now I'm sure I know why (I know why),
why you were misunderstood,
So now I see through your eyes,
all I can give you is love (all I could give you was love),

Mama I loved you, Mama I cared,
Mama I loved you, Mama my friend,
Mama I loved you, Mama I cared,
Mama I loved you, Mama my friend,
You were my friend, you were my friend

Ohh, my mama my love
Ohh, my mama my love

In love in you, in love in me
And love was true and guaranteed

I'm loving you,you loving me
our love that was true so true

The Spice Girls...

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