If I could measure all the energy I've spent
trying to make other people comfortable,
there's
no telling what I could have accomplished with that kind of time.
I could have changed the world, made it better,
made a difference, do things that matter.
But instead,
I worried about you,
how you felt,
who you think I should be,
boy or girl,
can it not just be me?
I always felt different,
but I also wanted to be loved,
so I toned it down sometimes to fit in,
feel wanted.
But I played it up too,
might as well flaunt it.
It's taking me so long to find the true me.
I still struggle and wonder if I'm all I can be.
We adjust and conform mostly to please others.
There's times I wake up,
I just don't want to bother.
I wish I knew the difference.
I wish I knew the difference.
When I was little, I prayed to grow up as a boy.
I looked in the mirror,
dressed in clothes from my brothers,
baggy and tough, not elegant like my mother.
I got married to a man, thinking that I could,
squeezed into summer dresses,
hoping to look good.
But the mirror still showed me,
another side of me,
the side that felt alone, too scared to be.
Why do we care so much, pink or blue?
Why can't you just be you?
Why is there anger over boys loving boys?
Why does a kid only get to play with a certain kind of toy?
I may not know a lot of things,
but this I know for sure.
I love my wife and kids the same,
maybe even more.
Because the family I have,
I never took for granted.
I've had to fight to have it.
I still fight to have it.
Sing about what you know.
Well, this is my story, still playing out.
No one can do it for me.
I want this song to say it's okay to doubt and to wonder.
And not just if you're gay.
We come in all shapes, people, that is.
We all want our person, whoever that is.
But we have to be strong, stronger than most.
Hold our heads high when we're asked to stay low.
Hold our heads high when we're asked to stay low.
Thank you.
Thank you all.
I can't describe what this means to us tonight.
Thank you Greenhouse Thailand,
V2,
for believing in us.
And next time, in the big AB, right?
Yes, yes.
We'll come back later,
on the march,
given the circumstances.
Maybe not too many kisses and hugs.
Maybe no selfies.
But we'd love to know what you think.
Thank you.