I Am the Way I Am
I am made the way I was meant to be made.
I don’t need any silicone to come to my aid
I don’t want to be pampered, let alone be tampered
so go ahead and scamper and make me a happy camper
People are starting to make my handkerchief damper
telling me things like “You need to be tanner.”
or "You've put on weight."
Since when did I need to be raided, persuaded, and degraded?
I don’t need any fancy braids
or any jewels laid in a rare shade of jade
I would rather trade all of that to fade
Fade away rather than be afraid
of the next brigade that will come my way
I am made the way I was meant to be made.
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