

Small Town Suffocation
You entrusted me with Pandora's Box
You said "Don't open it." I said "Of course not!'
But our trust circle is getting too large
How long until someone's decided to barge out and tell the whole town your dirty little secret?
I watched you hide for years
With hopes of a new life, escape your fears
You hoped there was light outside the window
You couldn't see it, but you had hope
The dreaming, yearning, longing for that feeling
Of being free
Your parents told you "You'll fly so high"
But you're a bird in a cage.
Doubled down, snapped your wings and left you with a stain
A cattle mark stating "I'll stay normal"
Branded out of love but left disheveled.
But all they wanted from you was:
The straight-pinned, small-town-grown, idolized image of you
Centuries bore down on your pure soul and all you wanted to do was to hold his hand.
Without reprimand.
But the preacher's pouring liquid gold down your throat, screaming:
God will take you to hell himself if you don't change now.
You're starting to wonder: "Then why am I still here?"
