Yes, yes, yes, I admit it
I’m not perfect, I’m just human
My blood line is not straight
And it’s not gay either
It twists and turns
And points to Aunts
That slept with nephews
My origins are camouflaged
Blank papers that tell white lies
My story is untold
My footprints are transparent
My journey is unrecorded
I admit I’m not active
This situation is beyond actions