The Back of The Room

There is a boy who wishes he was a daughter,

Dresses in skirts and dresses who bothers

can't tell the world, not even his own father.

 

They call him a faggot,

they call him a dork,

Sometimes he wishes he'd never been born.

 

 

But don't you know the truth that is inside...

once you set yourself free you don't have to hide.

 

When you call to me from the back of the room

when you try to make it happen

when everyone is trying to hurt you,

and you just don't know what to do

 

but we are the kings and queens of the world

tell every guy,

tell every girl.

They won't matter 

oh so soon,

they'll wish they had been in

the best part of the full moon.

oh they'll wish that they were in...

the back of the room.

 

There's a girl whose feelings are harmed,

nothing can get rid

of all of the scars

and people they stare at

her beautiful, strong arms.

 

There's nothing they'll do to help,

but they'll hurt her no matter what else..

 

But don't you know the truth that is inside...

once you set yourself free you don't have to hide.

 

When you call to me from the back of the room

when you try to make it happen

when everyone is trying to hurt you,

and you just don't know what to do

 

but we are the kings and queens of the world

tell every guy,

tell every girl.

They won't matter 

oh so soon,

they'll wish they had been in

the best part of the full moon.

oh they'll wish that they were in...

the back of the room.

 
 
There's a woman who's hurting,
she feels just so used,
her arms and face and all the things,
are forever bruised,
and the hospital staff
don't know she's abused.
 
There's nothing that they will just ever do.
 

But don't you know the truth that is inside...

once you set yourself free you don't have to hide.

 

When you call to me from the back of the room

when you try to make it happen

when everyone is trying to hurt you,

and you just don't know what to do

 

but we are the kings and queens of the world

tell every guy,

tell every girl.

They won't matter 

oh so soon,

they'll wish they had been in

the best part of the full moon.

oh they'll wish that they were in...

the back of the room.

 
Well the boy decided that it didn't matter
because he was just whoever he should be,
 
And the girl decided that the weather,
shouldn't keep raining down on her feet.
 
And the woman fought back on her attacker,
she told him that his life would never matter,
 
and they all let their hearts decide...
and they all left their lives behind!
 

But don't you know the truth that is inside...

once you set yourself free you don't have to hide.

 

When you call to me from the back of the room

when you try to make it happen

when everyone is trying to hurt you,

and you just don't know what to do

 

but we are the kings and queens of the world

tell every guy,

tell every girl.

They won't matter 

oh so soon,

they wish that they had been in

the best part of the full moon.

oh now they wish that they were in...

the back of the room.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world
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