Suck My Fuck

Why try and hide myself?

Shed a light on me and all my wonderous flaws,

You can reject it or accept it,

But all will know,

I need no filter for I am at ease with who I am

 

Yes I wear makeup,

I'm clothed in all black,

But it's an expression of myself,

Not who you think I try to be,

"I'm about that life" 

 The words of Attila,

I mosh and sing along,

"Suck My Fuck!",

For all to hear

 

And why shouldn't I be heard?

I'm embracing the life I chose,

To be out on the road,

Performing like the bands I idolize,

Or working for them,

A "roadie" if you must call me

 

One parent encourages me,

One parent denies,

A stepdad condescends,

But those thing won't change me,

I refuse to conform,

To the mundane ideals,

The desk jobs,

Or housewife idealistics,

Put me in the studio,

Where I can put poems to music,

There I absoluley refuse,

To use a filter 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 
 
 
 

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