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I'm writing this in 2021 I'm not done yet, I've only just begun What a sick world are we living in Where some kind of love is still a sin Let's set this straight, this one is up to me So swallow your hate and just let me be me In your eyes we might be a minority But I will not bow to your authority If you knew the real me would you treat me the same? Would you despise me, and make me feel ashamed? Everyday I am haunted by eyes of mistrust Constantly confronted by words of disgust Friend and foe, relatives and family Suddenly, everyone can be an enemy Friend and foe, relatives and family Suddenly, everyone can be an enemy If you knew the real me would you treat me the same? Would you despise me, and make me feel ashamed? If you knew the real me would you treat me the same? Would you despise me, and make me feel ashamed? Can you imagine in how many places I can't be myself, show my real face In so many countries I still risk punishment Or even death penalty by homophobic governments "Judgement and prosecutions for consensual same, sex sexual acts Have continued unabated across the world in 2021" I still can't be myself in 70 countries If you knew the real me would you treat me the same? Would you despise me, and make me feel ashamed? Friend and foe, relatives and family Suddenly, everyone can be an enemy If you knew the real me would you treat me the same?