Birthright

I'll ride out the storm
I'll withstand the pain
I'll walk through the fire
I'll take the blame

I'll keep my mouth shut
I'll bow down to you
I'll tell not a one
I'll keep my friends few

I'll hide all the scars
I'll cover the bruises
I'll disguise my fear
I'll make the excuses

I'll pray for your soul
I'll give mine away
I'll plead for your mercy
I'll beg you to stay

I'll not hear a thing
I'll speak when you ask
I'll paint my face pretty
I'll conquer the task

I'll show them I'm yours
I'll make you proud
I'll cry in my closet
I'll laugh with your crowd

I'll give up my rights
I'll ignore all I need
I'll live only for you
I'll give life to your seed

I can do this...
I know I can.
I'm just like my mother
...And she was like hers.