October eleventh
It fell on a weekend
The raindrops were falling and windows were streaking
I open my closet
And what do I see there
It's so nice and dark that I just want to be there
Shielded from the wet skies
No light reaches my eyes
In the darkness as then
I can't see what I am
I might be a dragon
I might be a woman
It might be a mistake to think people are human
Some might play in the storm
But I'd rather be warm
And enjoying my undisturbed solitude here
Singing "Happy Coming Out Day,
But I'm staying in."