The Third Option

There was a dreary blip in my life I feared two depressing outcomes The first, hell I separate myself from societal pressures I accept who I am I let go of all that abuse that has kept me who I was I let go of hiding behind a hundred carefully tailored masks Just so one may approve of me But in return I risk burning in depths of hell for eternity And all the days of my life are spent regretting That fateful decision That is scary So scary The latter, suppression and hell combined I continue to clothe myself in lies To satisfy society I refrain from feminity I continue to practice speaking, clothing and loving in a way that does not suit me I continue to feel uncomfortable in my own body And perhaps I still burn in the depths of hell for hiding my true self For lying to so many when they ask who I am I finally made my decision I finally feel right No longer must I lie and deceit my identity And as I ask God to cure me of all my evils I realize he has delivered I finally am happy and free And I speak to my pastor Who I very well know may call me a sinner I have been called slurs, to be put to death, to be put in camps, unloved, mentally ill, a crime But my friends I thank the Lord for his guidance and truth For amongst all these problems I shout from the mountaintops My Church and faith are not one of them