The Pressure
You can't choose the body that you are born into
Or the one with whom you fall in love
Yet that is what these dunces seem to be demanding
Don't lose yourself under this pressure of suppression
The wave of ignorance and indiscretion
Too many know-it-alls, not enough understanding
Can't imagine why or how anyone would disallow
Someone the chance for happiness
Or for love to be received or expressed
No one but yourself gets to decide
How and in which company you spend your life
No one but yourself gets to decide
What makes sense to you and what feels right
No one but yourself gets to decide
No one but yourself gets to decide
No one but yourself gets to decide
No one but yourself gets to decide what feels right