Suppressed Into nothingness Never allowed to be who I am I just want some freedom I don't care what it is I want to dye my hair purple And get a nice lip ring I want gauges in my hears And to get some more piercings I want to get a tattoo One that says, '*******' I also what some help To not feel so suppressed
I have never been myself Even when I am around people I love Because no one really likes me Though I like to be myself, it's fun All that I'm saying, is it's just a little dye A little hole in my skin That will go away when I'm done Please oh please Just let me be myself I want to be different I'm currently somebody else
I know you don't get body art Or the fact that it's just as beautiful as a poem I know that you wouldn't want to look at me Even though I'm stuck in your home All I'm asking Is for you to allow me an identity This person that I am right now Is not the real me I just want some help To not feel so suppressed
I'm a smart person, I'm in all the good classes, but I don't like looking like a stupid little blonde everywhere I go. I hate not having body art, it just feels like my face is a canvas I'll never get to paint, and my hair is the frame that I never got to pick. I don't care what people think about me. I don't think they'll like it. But people have to understand, that people don't get body art to impress, they get it because our body is a blank canvas.