There’s no label on me
I am who I want to be
Fed up of all those small minded folks
calling me so many names, so many jokes
You hurt me when you label me
And so I’m untitled, that’s how I want to be
Whispers erupt as I hear my name
People tell others that it’s I who’s to blame
No word describes me, the bearer of your taunts
It is you who is wrong; I know your haunts
Forgive me my name and leave me untitled
Leave me my peace to which I’m entitled
