I Understand
I Understand
I understand now.
There was no specific day when my childhood flew away, but I understand now.
I understand that I will fight every day to show that being gay is not a disease, simply a way of being.
I understand that racism is more than shoving people away, it is looking at them like objects.
I understand now.
I understand that I will never have a fairy-princess life, that I don’t have someone waiting for me.
I understand that as a woman, there will always be some men that only care about my body, and never my mind.
I understand now.
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