I'm a real woman in a fake world.
I'm a visual version of the written word.
I'm an outcast of the robotic herd.

With a body that is bold
A mind that is in control
And a soul that is not sold;
I am me, I am whole.

Perhaps you forgot what is a woman's essence,
Perhaps you haven't.
In a world where you feel hell's presence
I can be your private piece of heaven.