I'm afraid of my own voice
I'm afraid of my own mind
I'm afraid to express my love
even though it's one of a kind
I baptized in diluted water
Changed my voice to appear harder
Changed my clothes to please father
"You pierced your ear?" Oops, let me try to hide harder.
I grew up in a cesspool of hate
Where we went to church every sunday
Where we had to pray before we ate
"You dyed your hair?" Not up for debate.
I live in a world of sin
Where we hate another for the color of their skin
Where we kill someone for who they want to confide their love in
"No girlfriend yet?" Where should I begin?
My world is grey, has no flavor or spice
I should be grateful, I know I should; but I feels more a sacrifice
To live my life in the dark.
Yet I'm never asked, "Are you alright?"
I'm strong cause I've survived.