• Fear swells in me; don't know how to start or what to do.
    My head keeps within to hear "Yes baby, we accept you,"
    not true...
    Their heads are filled with religion and stereotypes
    That's why we argue until it ends into a physical fight.
    "Mom, Dad. Guess what? I'm gay."
    I bite my lip so the tears won't rush down on my face
    "A disgrace."
    I heard my dad say flat out to me
    My mom looking like `No, this can't be...´
    "That's not all. I feel like I'm a male." I start to cry.
    Huffing and puffing thinking `Is this the part where I die?´

    He sighs as my mother stand speechless
    Maybe that was something I shouldn't of confessed
    She says "Honey you're a mess."

    Her face softens with a smile.
    says "I don't agree with it but I'm not going to force you with denial.
    We'll work this o
    Im not going to scream and shout
    So embrace the love in my arms and let it all out."