You tell me how to love
You tell me how to dress
You tell me who I am
You tell me I'm a mess
It's not ok to be me, you say
You can't be who you want
It isn't socially acceptable
This can't be what you want
Maybe you're ill
Maybe you're confused
When will they learn
I'm just being me
The bible says it's unnatural
You can't reproduce
You shouldn't do this to yourself
Just be who we want
This is just a phase
Go do as you're told
Don't cut off your long hair
You're beautiful as you are
Maybe they're right
Maybe I'm a freak
I shouldn't want to be that
I shouldn't want to have them
I dress how they like
I act how they want
I be who they want me to be
Who they dream me to grow up
When I show them the new me
They smile and nod
They completely ignore
My look that pleads for help
One look in the mirror
And I know this isn't me
I feel trapped in my own body
Afraid to be me
Stop homophobia
Or your child could end up like me
Trapped in my own body
Afraid to be me
