And in the end I bleed silence
When I murmur my opinion
They clap back with violence
See they don't practice what they preach
Even though diversity, freedom of speech
Is what they teach
See I don't agree with my community
There are a lot of things that don't sit right with me
Conforming children at a young age
Saying it's OK we are turning a new page
When your really just confusing them further
Yet when I speak out I am attacked
Hunted, preyed upon
Called trans, homo, whatever phobic
I do not fear my own kind
That's not problematic
I have my opinion and you have yours
So why can't I voice mine
As youve done before
Voice the voice through therapy I did find
Cause I got help I was in my mind
See I've been fighting myself
I have been fighting the way I've thought
Cause that's what I've been conformed to think
The idea that's ideal to think
But in the end I do bleed silence
Cause I am shut down, ignorance
Suicide was never generous
But then again...
that's just my opinion
As the thorn cuts the rose
it bleeds inside of me
©majesty1
M