Point Of View

Peering through my own eyes

Other than your own

In one single way

Never to be judged

Though you like to on others.


Oh why do you judge

For when it is not your choice of life.


Very few like to be out of the closet

In situations like school

Everyone is equal

When they are happy, let them be happy.


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