Do you not understand that when you tell me that who I am is wrong,
You're telling me not to be true to myself.

To suffocate the side of me that makes me feel like me in a way nothing else does,
In a way that makes me understand that I don't do things because I'm weird,
I do them because I'm different in a beautiful way.

Do you not understand when you tell me to back down on this,
I only come on stronger,
Because this is who I am,
And I won't apologise,
Because I have pride.