Where I came from

Was the womb

The sky

From my country

My one and true home

With a family in mind

But not likely in reality

But as the sky rips

Only time can tell.


Where they want me to go

High school to college

Doctor to lawyer

 Straight and married

With a smile of lies

Carrying their life

The one they made

Or ruined on the way.


Where I'm going

I am stupid =D

I am an artist =)

I am gay :)

I am me :D

And it’s going to stay that way.


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