Society wants me to be beauitful
My family wants me to be beautiful
My friends want me to be beauitful
I am not beautiful, because:
they base their judgements on me
try to sculpt me, to see
that i am beautiful in their eyes
but all i see is a project, surprise.
You're this way, you're that,
You're beautiful skinny, or fat!
If you're gay you like men,
if Lesbian Women
there is no in between because that is absurd
as if going against the norm and liking both is something unheard!
but here is the thing
im sick of all this paint
they have been treating me like their canvas
painting over the blemishes they deem insignificant
well you know what, i find that indignant!
let me wash myself in white,
and begin from anew;
Your rules and regulations are too tight
i need to break through!
now that im white,
i have the power
to decide to what draw:
a tank or a flower?
because I want to be free from societal opression
and family beliefs that cause deep depression
my canvas is art
my vision is perfect
and now that i have the freedom to draw it
the sacrifice was worth it!