You feel safe in the clear cut lines
Safe within your own confines
I say ***** your walls and categories
They're made of toothpicks and scary stories
Weak and fragile and able to burn
Fire leaves behind ash and something to learn
I am expansive, seeing through your limitations
Building your life along their implications
They're self-selected and system imposed
I can understand that it's all you've known
But you choose to stay tied to their ideas
Finding safety in avoiding all of your fears
They call people of color and trans kids the culprit
From within the cage that is your pulpit
You find danger in difference and seek to destroy
Instead of exploring the vastness of human joy
So afraid of the loss of your god's only love
You seek answers from those you consider above
You ask your priest how to tell your son one day
About the fact that your mom is in love and gay
So when your kids question gender as they get older
Will you tell them that I simply have a disorder?
No, first you'll have a meeting and ask the church
Before considering your heart as somewhere to search
And they'll tell you I'm ****** and our mom is as well
But you're the one trapped within your own living hell
Feb 16
Feb 16, 2026 at 6:07 PM UTC
You feel safe in the clear cut lines
Safe within your own confines
I say ***** your walls and categories
They're made of toothpicks and scary stories
Weak and fragile and able to burn
Fire leaves behind ash and something to learn
I am expansive, seeing through your limitations
Building your life along their implications
They're self-selected and system imposed
I can understand that it's all you've known
But you choose to stay tied to their ideas
Finding safety in avoiding all of your fears
They call people of color and trans kids the culprit
From within the cage that is your pulpit
You find danger in difference and seek to destroy
Instead of exploring the vastness of human joy
So afraid of the loss of your god's only love
You seek answers from those you consider above
You ask your priest how to tell your son one day
About the fact that your mom is in love and gay
So when your kids question gender as they get older
Will you tell them that I simply have a disorder?
No, first you'll have a meeting and ask the church
Before considering your heart as somewhere to search
And they'll tell you I'm ****** and our mom is as well
But you're the one trapped within your own living hell
