i leave your office feeling like i’m on top of the world
but then i feel the world on top of me

be who you are
love who you want
we’re all just feeling
the same thing called love

being gay/trans/“abnormal” isn’t a disorder, but that kinda attitude sure is contagious

men and women are forced in to boxes and labeled
with no room to grow
told that colors you wear make you a boy or girl
the clothes you wear, the things you do
how you act
for some reason
make you only a boy or girl

you can change my mind
but you can’t change my heart

the day i met you
in knew from the moments
leading up to it
the feeling of emptiness
was me missing you
and now when we’re apart
even for a little bit
it’s me missing you

if i had one wish
it would be to see in to the future
but as long as you’re in it
there’s nothing i would change