Freak

Everyone mutters, just look at the freak.too loud for the timid, too wild for the meek. She's Painted in colour from scalp to toe. Cracking the pavements, wherever she goes. .... She’s loud & courageous, She's ferral & bold. Wearing her armour of glitter and gold. You see rebellion, not the heart that's been bruised,You only see trouble, not what she's pulled through. I recognise her armour of glitter & flare I see a girl, who's under repair......She's not a freak, She's just unique,She's not broken down or in complete. She may be different, but it's not a flaw, she ripped up the rules of beauty, & followed her own law. Now,she'll colour past the edges, & she'll do it, just for fun, she likes being courageous, to shock everyone. She's not a freak, She's just unique. not broken down or incomplete. She broke free, from the chains of safe & controlled,when she picked out her armour, of glitter & gold. She's a rebel & that much is true.but the issue is not hers, What you, see is on you.She’s loud & courageous, She's ferral & bold. Wearing her armour of glitter and gold. You see rebellion, not the heart that's been bruised,You only see trouble, not what she's pulled through. I recognise her armour of glitter & flare I see a girl, who's under repair......