In this world,
we have no choice what we're born as...
They take my kindness for.....WEAKNESS.
They take my silence for.....SPEECHLESS...
Medication
Is not illumination...
SILENCE.... is an uneasy, dead noise.
A voice wanting to be heard...
As a kid:
Our faces covered with sweat...
We stay up late.
We blast our kind of music...
Roses aren’t always red.
And violets aren’t exactly blue...
An axe to grind I need
One blip of time for me...
I notice almost everything. And I literally mean...
They told her she was ugly
So she believed it...
“Be yourself,”
But then they tell me to change...
You call it sin,
Yet don’t see what makes me truly happy...