I'm forever hiding in secrecy 

the feelings lurking inside of my head.

For if they knew, no-one would let me be

the person I want to be. If I said

that they would accept me, I'd be lying.

They cannot  see how I do what I do.

So they shout abuse and leave me crying

myself to sleep. But in dreams I go to

a place where I'm free to be as I please,

and where all the things I want, I have got.

And where my acceptance comes with an ease

that's only possible in dreams. I'm not

fighting for justice or equality.

I'm just fighting for the right to be me.