Practicing Self Control

Self control...what a concept. I wish I were one of those people that could just spout out what came to mind. But no...somewhere along the line I was taught to say the right things and to act the right way. I want to stand on the roof of my car with the music blaring and scream into the night. But, I won't. Society has taught me that is inappropriate behavior, and sadly, I succumb to the inner walls of my proper world. I want to have tattoos of wise words and Pegasuses drawn all over my back and down my arms, across my neck, and down to the tips of my fingers...but I won't...wouldn't look proper. I want to free hand paint my walls with trees and birds and music notes...but I won't...