It’s hard to be inconspicuous when you’re hanging upside down, in a world of people standing tall.

Don’t disturb our ways!

Don’t talk so loudly!

Don’t cry, if you’re a man!

Don’t fight, if you’re a woman!

Stand tall, stand still, stand in line!

And if you’re upside down, turn back around quickly, before they see and boo you!

A shy little boy becomes a man if he’s able to stand for himself.

A sweet little girl becomes a woman if she’s allowed to express her individuality.

And both of them become part of a change that society might not be able to accept.

What choice do they have? The shy little boy and the sweet little girl? The ones born upside down?

They try so hard to be inconspicuous…

And my heart breaks for them and for us.

They might be able to walk on clouds, one day,

while the rest of the world falls on the ground…