Verse 1 Born beneath the Virginia sky, With a wild heart reaching high, She learned the rivers, woods, and trees, And moved with courage on the breeze. They saw a girl they could control, But she carried fire within her soul. Verse 2 They drew their borders, made their claims, Tried to rewrite her, change her name, Told her which path she had to take, How much of herself she had to break. But she knew the truth beneath their lies— Her spirit couldn’t be colonized. Chorus She said, “I am more than what you see, No chain can take the soul from me. I’ll walk my path, I’ll speak my truth, I’ll guard the fire I carried from youth. They tried to bend me, tried to tame, But I survived and kept my name.” Verse 3 She stood between two worlds at war, While neither side could understand her core. She carried questions, carried pain, Still chose compassion through the rain. When fear demanded she take a side, She kept her heart open wide. Verse 4 But power came with a heavy hand, And strangers sought to command her land. They captured more than just the ground, They tried to silence every sound. Yet underneath the pressure and fear, Her ancestral voice remained sincere. Chorus She said, “I am more than what you see, No chain can take the soul from me. I’ll walk my path, I’ll speak my truth, I’ll guard the fire I carried from youth. They tried to bend me, tried to tame, But I survived and kept my name.” Verse 5 They dressed her up in someone else’s ways, Surrounded her with unfamiliar days. They tried to make her forget the girl Who knew her own place in her world. But underneath every borrowed disguise, Her own reflection lived in her eyes. Verse 6 She learned new language, learned new rules, Walked through rooms that were never her schools. But learning another world didn’t mean She had to erase where she had been. She carried her roots beneath every floor, Knowing exactly what she stood for. Chorus She said, “I am more than what you see, No chain can take the soul from me. I’ll walk my path, I’ll speak my truth, I’ll guard the fire I carried from youth. They tried to bend me, tried to tame, But I survived and kept my name.” Verse 7 Leadership wasn’t a crown she wore, It was every choice she made before. It was knowing when to speak and when to stand, And carrying wisdom from her homeland. She didn’t lead by becoming someone new— She led by remembering what she knew. Verse 8 And though her story was shaped by those Who wrote the history that the world still knows, The real woman deserves more than a tale Where someone else’s voice makes hers pale. So we honor the strength beneath the lore— A young woman navigating worlds at war. Verse 9 So Pocahontas, your story reminds us still: Authenticity is a powerful will. They may take your comfort, challenge your way, Try to define you by what they say. But surviving isn’t becoming who they demand— It’s finding your truth and learning to stand. Final Chorus I am more than what you see, No chain can take the soul from me. I’ll walk my path, I’ll speak my truth, I’ll guard the fire I carried from youth. They tried to bend me, tried to tame, But I survived and kept my name— And every step that brought me here Proved my own voice was worth
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