shadows fading swirling pulling tugging 

taking me into a world that ill never control

"it's dangerous" they whisper

what living?


is it dangerous because I'm different

is it dangerous because THEY hate me 

is it dangerous because I don't fit in the perfect puzzle

is it dangerous because I go against what they believed to be "natural"


so what my hair is short, so what I don't were makeup,

so what I wear men's clothes, so what I date girls and guys

so who cares that I identify as both 


it's my life, my PRIVATE life at that 

no one else's I am not a criminal I have hurt no one

but I guess myself the way this is going exposed to such copious hate


This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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