A world where you need to hide,
a world where you need to abide.
As your inner self has died,
people not knowing the times you cried.

A world where you would need to impress,
a world where you would need to suppress.
The real you that you want to express,
until your mind slowly becomes a mess.

People who expects you to be perfect,
someone who doesn't have any defect.
That's when they give you respect,
when you show them you are not a reject.

Parents disowning their children,
just because they were different.
You can only come back when you repent,
or experience hell's eternal torment.

This is still the world we live in,
Can't be comfortable in your own skin.
And just by being yourself would be a sin.
Whatever you choose you can never win.