No longer do I feel I must tiptoe around
The subjects and the sayings that others expound.
The heat of the spotlight I feared shone on me
Now hugs me instead of alighting anxiety.
To be open demands the hope and the scope
Of a pioneer who steers through the frontier
Through fear of what they can’t see or hear.
Though fear jeers whenever it appears,
I cheer myself to know I’m freer queer.
The secrets that I’ve always kept
From everyone, even me,
I have learned to accept,
To embrace my identity.
I used to pray for a miracle to bring me cheer,
But now throughout this year a whole theory has premiered.
My spirit blossoms lyrical at this mental souvenir
And I feel just like a girandole to say it so sincere.
I find that it’s empirical to say I’m freer queer.
Once I feared that others wouldn’t want me,
That I’d face both shunning and scorning.
Now I take such behavior as a warning
To not let those people haunt me.
Irritating it is for fear to interfere
With happiness we try so hard to engineer.
Through each period so serious we feel we need a hero, hey.
But each fear of each delirium I find I veer away from.
It’s clear, my dear, I’m merely freer queer.
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