Final Lyrics
Insult, neglect
Damage, upset
Violence, exclude
Cruelty, abuse
Who must I be?
He or she?
Gender norms don’t fit me.
Out on my own,
Here all alone;
Guilt and shame forced on me.
I like the night ‘cos it speaks in a fantasy,
Free from prejudice and ends in equality.
Words and walls,
colours and clothes;
Rigid confines bind me.
I see my face
Can that be me?
Trapped in this mess, must be free.
I like the night ‘cos it speaks in a fantasy,
Time for the change to come, now that I can see.
Am I her?
Am I him?
I am me.











