Boxes and Labels

Placed in box Told this is where I belong Labelled like a item But can't fight them

Told to be lady like Told I can't fight Told to be a porcine doll Pulled along

But back to the labels we go Love is love That's not wrong Yet told to follow along To be packed up In our card board cages Gay straight must all be labelled

Wrapped up and trapped By a society that lacks The keys to freedom That let's people be them So out with the boxes Forever out of the locks

I refuse to be boxed In To lose the voice within I'll take these boxes set them alight For I won't go down without a fight