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This Is For You
*Dedicated To: Homophobes*
You asked me who I was yesterday,
You're asking me again today,
And I'm sure you'll ask tomorrow.
My answer can never change,
Because I never picked who I was.
I never got a choice.
I never asked God, or whomever,
To make me the way that I am.
Who was I yesterday?
Who am I today?
Who will I still be tomorrow?
I'm just me.
And the only part that you can't understand,
Is what it took for me to listen;
Listen to my heart and introduce to the world
Who I was only on the inside,
For so long;
Too long.
Don't question me!
Don't expect me to change!
Don't hope for me to be different one day!
Leave. Me. Be!
I've been looked on by the world
And criticized
Put into a category and piled on top of
With garbage, untruths, and prejudices.
And really…they're all one in the same.
I can't take much more.
I refuse to take anymore.
I just want to live.
I want to live and I want to love.
I want to be who I am.
I don't want to succumb to society.
There's nothing wrong with me.
I was never hurt.
I was never "turned"
I was never "made to be this way".
I was born. So therefore I am.
How hard is that to comprehend?
I don't need a church.
I don't need a doctor.
I don't even need you.
All I need…All I want, is to live the way
That I was born to live.
Live to be the person I see in the mirror
Live to have what I want to have
And love those who capture my heart.
You can't understand the struggle I had
Deep within myself
You can't understand what I go through
Every single day.
But these words I'm writing are not for me,
They're not for the people "like me"
It's for the people who choose
To hate me.
Choose to judge me.
Choose to badger my orientation.
And yet, they don't know
A damn thing about me.
This is for you.

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