Their was a time when I was very unique;
The way I dressed to the way I speak.
I had my piercings and my tattoos
Now I'm old hate; just old news.
I have always believed if you can't be true to anyone else;
Don't fall a victim, and not be true to yourself.
Conforming is the new way these days;
To the way we look, or even our kids we raise.
They want us to look like the people of the mass;
I will not conform: they can kiss my ass!
I am what I am; this is all I know how to be;
If you don't like they way I look; don't look at me.
I do not walk with a lowered head;
I choose to look right at you instead.
I know I have nothing to hide;
As you walk around; your feelings trapped deep inside.
I know I have pains that are all of my own;
From you trying to conform me; no rules written in stone.
Act this and that way, the way you were born;
I'm not sorry: I will not conform.
I will dress and look like what I feel;
I'm not a minuteman I am truly real.
I am no different that you to I;
The only thing that is different: to myself to choose not to lie.
You can be what ever to want to be;
I will stick to my faith; corrosion of conformity.
I will live my life how I see fit;
Your opinion doesn't matter; it doesn't mean shit.
So don't you judge me because I am me;
I know who I am, and know what I see.
I am true amongst my kind;
I have my freedom of speech: I have my own mind.
I will not sympathies if your life is wrong;
Maybe it's because you have conformed way to long.
Weather I know you or not...you see;
No matter what I will always be me.
I will not conform to the standards that you've set so high;
The new world order; from me you can kiss that good-bye.
No matter what you may think of what you see.
I still will be true and I will always now that I am me.
So for those who think that we live your ways;
The day that I conform to your way; it will be truly the end of days.
So I say to your conformity of your world;
I know what my goals are: what I'm working toward.
I will not judge you if you do the same;
If you have nothing from conformity...well ain't that a shame.
So which direction that you may chose;
I know in my heart; I have nothing to lose.
So conform to that this world of cost;
It is your expense: your life its cost.
This may be the silence before the storm;
I will still stand strong and never conform!
Written by Atropabelladonna
