I Am A Real Woman

People pass by on the street in silence,
They're four-legged, two-legged, winged.
They don't pay a whit to the turbulence,
They're clothed, furred, and ringed.

Half of these people won't recognise,
Hurt for, hate for
The bombardment of advertisements and otherwise
Made into an object day by day.

Advertisers, go away!

I am a real woman already,
I don't need your validation,
Your attempts to consolidate my beauty are useless,
I don't believe in your desecretion.

I am a real woman already,
I don't need your taut shiny abs,
I am a real woman already,
And I don't need your stupid ads.

People pass by on the street in silence,
They're four-legged, two-legged, winged.
They don't pay a whit to the turbulence,
They're clothed, furred, and ringed.

Half of these people won't realise
The damage of corporate beauty until it's too late,
They won't be disenfranchised,
By the industry that they can't love or hate.

I am a real woman already,
I don't need your validation,
Your attempts to consolidate my beauty are useless,
I don't believe in your desecretion.

I am a real woman already,
I don't need your taut shiny abs,
I am a real woman already,
And I don't need your stupid ads.

1, 2, Advertisers, go-away!
1, 2, Pornographers, go-away!
1, 2, Magazines, go-away!
Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!
That's it!

I am a real woman already,
I don't need your validation,
Your attempts to consolidate my beauty are useless,
I don't believe in your desecretion.

I am a real woman already,
I don't need your taut shiny abs,
I am a real woman already,
And I don't need your stupid ads.