Today, I want to look the way I feel,
A mix-tape of American ideals,
Funky patterns,
Shiny shoes,
A strange T-shirt,
and voodoo tattoos.
Today, I want the world to be my stage,
A convalescent neighbor frightened to stay,
Neon highlights,
Spandex galore,
A wild haircut,
and piercing out the door.
Today, I want a stranger to stop by,
Tell me they like how I’m looking so fly.
A silly bandana,
Covered in squirrels,
A subtle reminder,
that I’m as squirrelly as the world.
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