Sick of this

I'm sick of the way they treat me,
The way they think I'm their slave,
I'm sick of always giving in,
Doing what they want.

Why do I always give in,
I never say what I think,
When I tell anyone the truth,
It blows up in my face.

I'm sick of always being the slave,
All the lies they tell,
Why must I always keep the peace,
Always keep my cool.

I want to be able to shout,
To always speak my mind,
To be able to do what I want,
To be free to be who I am!