I remember growing up fat and not being treated nice. I remember when I went to get a job and being refused for being fat. I remember going to a school dance and men not asking me to dance. I remember so many times when I was treated bad because of my weight. Did not someone see I had a heart?
Now I am skinny and good and healthy and the many people admire me. I see many hauling the compliments are my progress, did not anyone compliment my heart. I see many ask for my cures but no one asking about the cure of my heart. I remember yesterday and YEAH, I STAND UP AND SAY "I AM WOMAN SEE ME ROAR."