I will not conform to you,
You high strung prisses
I refuse to bow to you,
You all controlling Misses,
See I am choosing,
To live in my head,
Because of your way of thinking,
Is simply dead,
In my mind,
It's a free for all,
Where madness is in,
Organized chaos,
I like my thoughts,
Just the way it is,
Where nothing makes sense,
So don't try to change me.
