Push me down
I'm standing back up
Make me mad
You'll be sad
No more sweet girl
Can I live?
Not by your rules
Thats for sure
Not by this law
Not anymore
Can I have my freedom back?
Can I have my country back?
What happened to America land of liberty?
I shall be me,
Even if she is against some speeches
Against what they want
Against the social law
There are some laws placed by people
Laws that keep me from acting weird
Acting like the girl who wants to come out
I am held hostage
Held here against my will
Burried deep inside myself
I am becoming a shell
These laws established
By the popular ones
Keep on coming singling out everyone
Those with odd hair
Those who act out of the group
Those who make their own paths
Acording to the standards,
A girl like me
Must straighten her hair
Wear floral jeans
Wear sock buns
And not finish her lunch
She is required to act pristine
To be who they want her to be
Not who I am, Not me
Now I am breaking out of this social shell
Becoming the girl from inside my soul
The girl who deserves her story told
The one who isn't scared to face their scolds
I am me
Thats all I need.
