Being Different is Okay

People look at you,

As you wear a bright shade of pink nail polish on your nails,

As you hold up a rainbow flag, yelling and screaming that you are human too,

That you deserve to love whoever the hell you want.

People look at you when you don't wear a shirt,

As they see your scars,

As you hold up your flag, yelling and screaming that you are human too,

Just trying to be true to who you are,

Yes, I'm different,

But what's so bad about that?

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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