Probably Not Just Another

Why don’t you take a second to listen

Before you think you know about my condition.

You probably think I’m wack

Because you ain’t know jack

I’m trans-gen-der

Not a sinner

Not someone who’s trying to trick your sister

Or your brother

Or your mom

Or your dad

So don’t get mad.

So quit spreading your hate

Which isn’t so great

that I’m messed up

in the head

Or probably worse

You wish I was dead

I just want to live my life

Go through every strife

As comfortably as the next person

Or go down the street

Without the fear I’ll be beat

Which I think

Could feel pret-ty neat

Don’t cha think?

I’m probably just like you

In one way or form

Just trying to battle out my demons

And brace the storm

From this thing called life

Which is pretty alright

When the coast is clear

Of people who fear

What they don’t know

Yet they go out and boldly show

All of their ignorance off their breath

Which can bring on me

a sentence of death

But it’s cool

Your just a fool

I’ll probably still be here

tomor-row

And the next day too

So harbor your sorrow

Cuz we are here to stay

Just like the gay

Infesting your world

So bad you that you

Just want to hurl

Sorry we don’t conform

To your way of living

But just to let you know

This ain’t the beginning

We are being true to ourselves

Just like everyone else

So get your reservation

off of the shelves

Just like the good little elves

Who try to be so bold

As to harbor their gold

Because there comes a date

When you’ll have to pay

at that final gate

Where St. Peter will say

You weren’t so swell

As you thought you were were you

So welcome to hell,

As I might be there too

Just ringing that bell.