Conformity
Ah, the painstaking ritual
Commonly known as high school
The man's form of hazing...

Well, you'll have to excuse me
From this gossip fest
I don't wear designer clothes...

Excuse me if I don't want
To be a sheep
Bred to look just like a Barbie doll...

Excuse me if I won't let
MTV think for me
Like a good girl...

Apparently,
I'm the only one who can think for myself
I'm the only one older than seven

Like, oh my God,
I wish I could be like you
Not.
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