Everyday the same routine
Is this really the life I dreamed
I wanna be
Don't look at me
Only some are willing to find
Is the real me Something to be shamed of?
Should I just shut up and say nun
Mother told me to act like a lady in public
Should I follow the rules
Of course not
I use to be shy
Then I looked deeper in those eyes
Slapped the face of society
Ripped of my disguise
And waved goodbye!