May 23, 2012

(Trans)cript, January 11, 2012


Most people have to hide when they're in public.
But I have to hide when I'm at home.

Outside, out in the real world, I can be the man I really am
But home, I'm the princess they never really had
I wish I could tell them, I wish I could show them
How happy I am being me
But I'm afraid that who I am won't be accepted into their family.
I'm afraid that they don't know who I am, and won't want to.

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