History.
My history, your history,
It involves each other.
but did you really know,
what went on before?
The feelings I had,
the ones I never told.
For example, when you had your first crush
I had mine as well.
Coincidentally the same one.
Long ago, I decided to not be the ?,
the ? who gave up.
I decided to live a normal life,
A life of no judgement.
Maybe only with my physical appearance,
but without my emotional appearance.
While you got married, had kids,
I sat around wishing I could,
Could live my life the way you do.
Not needing to hide my true self,
Not needing to feel ashamed of what’s inside....
The story of my life.