Speak Softly

It was my turn to speak
And I knew what was expected of me
Id say what they wanted to hear
And show them what they wanted to see

It wasnt my path
Or one that I understood
But my way was never accepted
So I said what others thought I should

Difference doesnt mean too much
If conformist's descide how its done
When diversity demands solidarity
The new path is no better than the first one

We can fight as one
And stand together until the end
But frailty is not our enemy
And judgement is not our friend

Diversity cant be a club
There can be no rules or dues
Different may be how Im born
But ultimately its what I choose