Whenever I dress cool,
My parents put up a fight
And if I’m a hotshot,
Mom will cut hair at night
In the morning I’m sure of my identity
I scream "Mom and Dad
Why can't I be who I wanna be?"


I just wanna be myself,
And I want you to love me for who I am
I just wanna be myself,
And I want you to know, I am my hair


I’ve had enough
This is my prayer
That I’ll die living just as free as my hair


Parents are killing me. Literally.