The same as you
Dear nonbelievers,
When you look at me what do you see?
Am I confused in what to do or who I want to be?
Am I in this "trend" and just trying to fit in?
I'm human, with DNA swimming through my vains with hair and finger nails,
with friends and famil I turn to when all else fails.
I digest the food we eat, I breath the air we breath,
yet why is it so hard for you to let me be me?
You don't know my feelings and the way I see
how is your life affected with what I do in the sheets?
I met my supporters and the people that care, I have a stong community,
and the law standing right by me,
We love who we are, we love who we want to love, and we are free.
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