Your Creases

(Ivy Yorke)

"Your Creases" is a song indicating the writer's acknowledgement of the fact that uniqueness is to be celebrated, not judged or changed to fit societal norms.

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I stare at the ceiling for half-an-hour
Thinking of what you said
Hating the one who put all those hurtful
Ideas in your head
Hoping that maybe you will remember
Despite what people say
That you are precious, that you are loved
And that different is okay

They say stretch you out
They say bring the heat
Mad at your lack of perfection
Saying "You're twisted"
Saying "You're wrinkled"
Ready to move on to the next one

But, I love every single thing
You know you're supposed to be
Don't care what anyone else sees
Yes, you should keep all your creases

It's not just the way your eyes twinkle
When you hear a song that you like
It's the way you stomp and you grumble
Before you pick a fight
It's the way you complain that you're tired
After staying up all night
It's the way that you won't leave your room
"Til you get your art just right

They say stretch you out
They say bring the heat
Mad at your lack of perfection
Saying "You're twisted"
Saying "You're wrinkled"
Ready to move on to the next one

But, I love every single thing
You know you're supposed to be
Don't care what anyone else sees
Yes, you should keep all your creases

Don't you dare, don't you dare change
Who you know you are
Who you know you are
Who you know you are
Don't you dare, don't you dare change
Who you know you are
Who you know you are
Who you know you are

'Cause I love every single thing
You know you're supposed to be
That's all that matters to me
Yes, you should keep all your creases

They say stretch you out
They say bring the heat
Mad at your lack of perfection
Saying "You're twisted"
Saying "You're wrinkled"
Ready to move on to the next one

But, I love every single thing
You know you're supposed to be
Don't care what anyone else sees
Yes, you should keep all your creases
© Ivy Yorke 2020