Every time you look at me,

I can see them in your eyes:

These never-ending questions on the nature of my being.

 

Every time you despise me

‘Cause I don’t play all by your rules,

And no one of your labels sticks to my skin anymore.

 

You’d like me to be like you,

You’d like us to be the same

‘Cause queerness is a threat to your look-alike reality.

 

I don’t care how many times

You say that I’d rather hide

And you pretend to help me when you say these words right to me:

 

“You don’t have to be like this,

You don’t have to be like that,

You don’t have to be like this,

But be like this, be like that.”

 

Then let me tell you one more thing:

Hiding isn’t accepting

And listen to your own words ‘cause I’ll keep my freedom!

 

And you don’t have to be like this,

You don’t have to be like that,

You don’t have to be like this,

Be like this, be like that.

 

It doesn’t have to be like this,

It doesn’t have to be like that,

And listen to your own words

‘cause I’ll keep my freedom…

 

W.P.