Nothing like it

My actions…
Draw me judgment from those I love and those I don’t
Can’t always match the true feeling of my heart
Are limited by my physical body

My words…
Freedom of speech, more like freedom of tolerance
Can burn the ears of those who listen… or worse, their hearts
Meaningless because of my standing in society

My poetry…
Full of emotions so unadulterated and true
Expresses the words that can or may never be spoken
Even my controversial ideals conveyed are considered forms of art

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