I am the mixture of a foolish incident and no condom.
I am the strength that only those who can fight tooth and nail to maintain their individuality can obtain.
My words are my blade, my conviction my shield, and I must face this battle of honesty.
I am the contrarian, the iron that sharpens iron.
If you’ve come for a mindless sheep, you have come upon the wrong path.
I don’t care if I am lost to your ways.
I don’t care if I am an outcast.
I may be different but I am me.
You ask what I am?
A hopeless romantic.
All these things and more.
I am too many to count, and too far gone to be dragged out.
I am the madness you lock away inside your mind, the creeping sense of “what if” that is trapped within.
I am loud.
I am proud.
I am black.
I am pan.
I am me, wholly, truly, and fully me.
And I am a force to be reckoned with.