The Way I'm Seen
The things I could change
If I was given the chance
Is the way I'm looked at
In passing glance
My hair has seen the rainbow
My lips tasted coal
My closet ranging from student
To alternative model in mere moments
I grew up knowing not to judge
To treat others kindly
Treat them how I would want to be treated
Yet I turn around
And see the looks I'm given
For wearing all black with bright red hair
Black lipstick
And heavily lined eyes
If I could change the world
I would change how everyone is looked at
Everyone's different in their own way
Each person has their own personality
Sense of life and fashion
To look at another and sneer without giving them a change
Is like looking at a book without turning the page
And going through the chapters and reading the content
Give others a chance
Don't judge by a glance
This is how I'd change the world
If I was given the chance
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