My Mind

I don't wanna be in this uniform anymore I don't wanna die someone I'm not I may not have it all on paper, pa But my head's on right No need to say otherwise I couldn't be a better daughter If I couldn't be myself I take a different road from the rest It's not the best look, I guess But I could really care less If I were to fall into their structure Things would not be any better So which road do I take? Freedom or fake?