Morphing yourself
We look at change
and we shutter in fear
to be ourselves
yet they won't hear
I wonder if they care
I try so hard
just to be accepted
my true identity I guard
He loves me so
I must change
to fit their ideals
I'll clean up and rearrange
help him grow
make sure he's ready
change myself to make them hapy
I look back, my mind unsteady
work hard and never stop
save up my money
prove them wrong
one day, after it all, it'll be sunny
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