I live in a nice house, but all my soul has is an iron cage
If I ever admitted my true feelings, others would become filled with rage
You may have seen me before, walking down the street
I look normal, but I'm really listening to my heart getting closer to exploding with each beat
Anger has been simmering in me for years because of my untold self
But thanks to the culture today, I have to bottle my feelings and put them on a shelf
I want to cry out, "I'm gay! Listen to me! Look at me!"
I look like a normal straight girl, so people would just say, "What's there to see?"
Trying to be "normal" is agony, but I do it I do it just to cheer my parents up a bit
I wonder if I'll ever be able to come out in my lifetime
Probably not, since I tried to tell my friend once and she looked like she had swallowed a lime
So bottled up and hidden for life I'll stay
There's no other way
Lesbian at heart, straight in appearance.