Why you gotta hate

why you gotta hate,

descriminate,

just because I say

I'm not a guy,

or a girl.

I feel alone in this world,

I fight back.

with words

my sword is my tongue.

I'm not the only one

who asks,

why you gotta hate?

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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