Everything that could be
Of the opportunities of a lone teen
Who, at sixteen
Couldn’t decide whether they had the right to be.
Living by themselves in their head
Imagining the least painful way of being de…
My effeminate tendencies
That I fought so hard to hide even with all my pleas.
The person who you were taught to hate
With their Queer eyes and their sorry state
But after all these years
I realized that I just don’t belong.
But there’s nothing wrong with that.
I didn’t chose to be born
Though no one chose to die alone
Since I only have one life, I decided to do it right
And not go out without a fight.