• Silently I walk,
    with one foot in each world.
    Always careful to act,
    the right way around people.
    Always hiding the instincts,
    that make me different.
    Forever pretending,
    and waiting for the day,
    that I can be myself.
    Never having to wear a mask,
    hiding who I truly am.
    Never having to play the part,
    that people assign to me.
    The day that I can be free,
    has already arrived.
    For I have come to realize,
    you are who you are,
    and no one can change that.
    So I walk divided,
    between my two worlds.