Stereotypes

Do you truly know who I am?
Or are you bound by what you think you know?
I’m not afraid to stand on stage
To sing, to dance, to laugh and play.
It’s where I’m released from my life’s cage.
So does that mean I’m instantly gay?
I won’t hide my heritage like some old clam.
I’m proud of my blood and how it flows.
Call me a druggy or a player? Damn.
I think it’s time for you to go.
I won’t let you confine me to “Who I Am.”
You’re the taker,
A hater,
And lawbreaker.
I won’t be described in 1 word.