I see them
The look in their eyes
Half of them are scared of me
And half of them are attracted to me
Considering me a beast
A savage animal
To them, I gave up on civilization
All because of how I look
A man with hair past his shoulders
And tattoos covering his arms
Thus to them, I must be a criminal
All because I allow my appearance to represent what's inside
All because I don't want to cover up who I am
