Invisible. That's what I really am. You might think you see me but you do not. I am just a "girl," you dont give a ****. You don't know the pain, my hearts in a knot.
You don't know me, fact is I'm not a "she," don't know who I love, you shouldn't assume; I'm a "they," or "them," that's how I see me, and the ones who I love feel the same gloom.
Gender's just a word, I really don't care, boy, girl, or neither, none of it matters, the way you dress or how you wear your hair. When people hurt me, my whole heart shatters
I love me for me, you really should too, but I'm always invisible to you.