Smile More

Everybody’s trying to tell me what to do
Everybody’s trying to tell me what to do
It makes me want to break some shit and sniff some glue
Everybody’s trying to tell me what to do
Stranger in the bar tells me to smile more
I look at him and I ask, «What for?
I am happily unhappy, man
And no, I don’t wanna shake your hand»
I don’t want to be a reflection
I’m so bored with this rejection
I don’t want to be a reflection
I don’t need your direction
And I am not ashamed of my mental state
And I am not ashamed of my body weight
And I am not ashamed of my rage
And I am not ashamed of my age
And I am not ashamed of my sex life
Although I wish it were better
I am not ashamed I am no one’s wife
Although the idea does sound kind of nice
I don’t want to be a reflection
I’m so bored with this rejection
I don’t want to be a reflection
I don’t need your direction
All this rejection is bad for my complexion
Come on now, let’s take this to the next section
People think they know what kind of girl I am
They take one look, they think they understand
And they are always surprised when they meet me
Apparently I’m terribly misleading
And yes, I am a feminist
But that isn’t why I started doing this
And sometimes I am full of bitterness
But I am trying to work through this
I don’t want to be a reflection
I’m so bored with this rejection
I don’t want to be a reflection
I don’t need your direction
I don’t want to be a reflection
I’m so bored with this rejection
I don’t want to be a reflection
I don’t need your d-d-d-discorrection