I can have a manicure or chew my nails,
leave myself dirty or obsessively clean,
I can hide under make-up or stay natural,
But I’m still who I’ve always been.
I can get plastic surgery to fix my face,
Push piercings through all of my skin,
Tattoo every inch of my body,
And still be the same here within.
I can act as anything I want to be,
I can show a frown or a smile,
But eventually the truth will show
I can only be fake for awhile.
I can dress in rags or designer jeans,
I can be too thin or overweight.
I can paint my skin brown or be plain white,
And still never be straight!
So I guess it’s time you accepted me,
No one can change this, so don’t try,
I am gay and there’s nothing we can do,
Because I cannot live a lie.
I know it’d be easier if I was straight,
I’d be able to have children with ease,
But I was born like this and I’ll die the same,
So take me as I am. Please.
I fear that you do not love me,
Because you don’t want me to be gay
But you loved me before you knew
And I have not changed in any way.
Don’t expect me to apologize,
I have done nothing wrong,
I just felt a feeling and accepted it,
I did it staying honest and strong.
You want me to be in your control,
Like when I was young and you looked after me
But you’ve got to realise I’m growing up,
I’m beginning to be myself and fly away free.
Mum, you have got to understand,
This was never my goal,
But this happened for a reason,
A reason we can’t control.
So here I am, this is who I’ll be,
So take me, or show refusals sting,
But before you decide if you accept me:
I can’t stay if you don’t love the whole thing.
