I sit here,
Stewing in my ****,
Sick of it.
My whole life crumbling around me,
How do I survive
They're taking me and making me into something that's much less than alive.
It's hard to believe
How little they understand
Everyone thinks that I can just
Take a stand
That I'm always on my game
Always ready to fight
That it's just me myself and I
That can fight for the rights
Of people like me
Is it that hard to see
I'm not the only person who has been set free
I'm not the only person that others call queer
I'm not the only one, I'm far from alone here
They say they understand, but that's far from what's real
They always make me remember where I came from, yeah big deal.
I know I'm from Vancouver, and I can afford an education,
But ******* if you think you understand my situation.
It’s hard enough for me to endure this pain
But don’t lecture me about how I’m hurting my own brain
By taking a break, sleeping in for once
Maybe even taking a break from the studio to get lunch
But honestly I’m sick of you ******* on me
Just please for once let me be