Imaginary handcuffs

I wear imaginary handcuffs
and youre pushing me around
you wear your badge of pride
i cant even make a sound

im locked up in my prison
with my walls a painted blue
i have no chance of escape
from the horrid tyranny of you

you say its for my best
that you torture me like this
i say ill make it on my own
you say ignorance is bliss

the law is on your side
im not even seventeen
im just a little kid to you
who screws up everything

so what crime did i commit
for this punishment to adorn
well silly me its all my fault
of course, that i was born

my wrists are marked of red
but you just cannot see
how much your silly handcuffs
have completely ruined me