Acceptance
Out of the many things I can’t live without
Acceptance would be my route.
To be accepted by society
Would be my dream
But one that seems to be too far to reach.
Sometimes the room fills up with bleach
Once my soul cannot breathe,
I need relief from the world beneath.
But the world cannot accept someone like me.
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