In sixth grade, I was told not to kiss girls

God forbid I touch lips with hers and scream out to the whole world

This is me and I was not made so you can tell me what to do

My lips have forever been locked

And I guess this is me coming out

Becuase my lips will be locked no more

I am not allowed to express myself with my lips like most kids

My family told me to stop writing about depression

Yet another privaldge taken from my lips

How could I keep these itching feelings out of my head?

In the eight grade I was told not to kiss those kids

I was warned that I would get a bad rep from peoples approval I don't want

You don't have me to kiss anyone who isn't a descendent of the light skinned Europe

You swear you're not a racist to my face but you're lying

You tell me it was much worse when you were kids

But this isn't the 70s anymore grow up

Who else is left for me to kiss?

No ones lips