dangerous
shadows fading swirling pulling tugging
taking me into a world that ill never control
"it's dangerous" they whisper
what living?
is it dangerous because I'm different
is it dangerous because THEY hate me
is it dangerous because I don't fit in the perfect puzzle
is it dangerous because I go against what they believed to be "natural"
so what my hair is short, so what I don't were makeup,
so what I wear men's clothes, so what I date girls and guys
so who cares that I identify as both
it's my life, my PRIVATE life at that
no one else's I am not a criminal I have hurt no one
but I guess myself the way this is going exposed to such copious hate
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