47% of my brothers and sisters
don't feel they belong
It's heaven or hell with mom
and dad, just tryna stay sreal womang
Just hide, cower, but
it's a cry for help
19% don't wanna live out loud
So we hear 'bout them tryna tie a noose
Bam, just like that,
my friends let loose
He says:
"I could cut off my
circulation, end my bitterness
Or cut off my hair so I
can breathe in hopefulness
I feel I'm stuck, wrong, trapped
and they have the audacity to say
"It's just a phase"
She just wishes she felt loved
She would be their
daughter, not their son
He wishes he saw his
body and felt alright
Not like putting up a fight
If we could do something or change
a thing to make it all better
Not as many kids would feel forgotten
and write their final letters
She says:
"I could cut off my
circulation, end my bitterness
Or grow out my hair so I
can breathe in hopefulness
I feel I'm stuck, wrong, trapped
and they have the audacity to say
"It's just a phase"
If we changed our minds a little bit
Our kids wouldn't feel stuck like this
Leelah, Taylor, Zander, Jude
How many more do we have to lose?
These kids mean something
Don't treat them as if they're nothing
Dear kids: please, try to stay sreal womang
The wait to being yourself,
it ain't that long