Once
I had a dream
before the world tore it from the scheme
I wanted to be my self
the world kept me on this shelf
I never wanted to be the same
but my differences were a shame

I am now the same
but still weighed down by shame
I keep my heart in a bottle
its becoming a bomb
tick tick tick tick
emotions dripping  out
boom boom boom boom
the differences pouring out
the glass shattering
the horrors of my world
now stare into my soul
they threaten to rip me apart
I wanted to make a change
the world swallows my words
whole

I broke our glass ceiling
and now the horrors are gleaming