Look at her,
I look at myself.
I see him,
I see myself.
I find what I want...
It’s not an option.

Color shows on her hair,
color shows in my eyes.
Color brightens his arms,
color runs from my mind.
Color is what I want...
It’s not an option.

Change is in her veins,
change is in my soul.
Change looks at me,
change turns away.
Change is what I want...
It’s not an option.

Spirit moves them left and right,
spirit moves only my heart.
Spirit rushes people to new places,
spirit rushes back home.
Spirit is what I want...
It’s not an option.

Joy brightens their eyes,
joy brightens, then lightens.
Joy sparks their lives,
joy sparks, then dies.
Joy is what I want...
It’s not an option.

Expression lightens their day,
expression lightens my thoughts.
Expression pulls them farther,
expression pulls me to dream.
Expression is what I want...
It’s not an option.

Parents want me perfect,
parents want no change.
Parents see no other way,
parents see only their way.
Parents must see what I want;
It’s not an option.