Seeing
I have always wanted to be
a self reflection of my creativity,
not what society dictates
the nonconformace often leads to hate,
physical criticism from the social zoo
and then there are words that hurt too,
THEN ONE DAY I HAD ENOUGH!!!
this has got to stop, it we can end
by accepting each other as a friend,
I was a watcher that did nothing
then I decided to stand up for something,
against the grain can be hard
it is all well worth the reward,
in accepting others now I see
for me,
to be,
I had to truly see,
ME!
-For all my wonderful, weird, friends
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