I've always been taught that I shouldn't be fighting
The consensus that I am a contemptible and nasty enemy
My life is a constant torment
When my mind and body cry for help
I have no one else to turn to
And no miracles to save me
Can you understand?
You don’t have the slightest idea!
Unless you feel like all hope is gone
And you're on your own
I'm dying in vain, and it feels so wrong.
I've always been forced to live in hiding
Sacrificing what's in my heart for the sake of this nefarious world
I must repudiate myself, accept the hatred and not question why, be ridiculed and insulted every day
Covertly and explicitly
And resign myself to this abusive condition
That's what you expect, but that's not what you'll get!
You don't know what I need
Love is not out of reach.