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Be proud of who you are
And don't let anyone
Tell you other wise
Accept respect with a smile,
And don't listen to the hatred -
Let neither get to your head.
There is no true respect
In acceptance and hatred,
To be pointing out who you are
In any positive or negative way
Is still treating you
Like the outcast
You know you aren't.
We are all human.
Some humans were born
Genetically not who they are.
Some humans were born
Genetically the same as who
They feel they are.
Some humans are girls
Who love girls,
Some humans are girls
Who love boys.
Some humans are boys
Who love girls,
Some humans are boys
Who love boys.
Judging is not disrespect,
Judging is not noticing.
Judging id picking out outcasts
In a world where we are all human.
Be proud of who you are
And don't let anyone
Tell you other wise
Accept respect with a smile,
And don't listen to the hatred -
Let neither get to your head.
There is no true respect
In acceptance and hatred,
To be pointing out who you are
In any positive or negative way
Is still treating you
Like the outcast
You know you aren't.
We are all human.
Some humans were born
Genetically not who they are.
Some humans were born
Genetically the same as who
They feel they are.
Some humans are girls
Who love girls,
Some humans are girls
Who love boys.
Some humans are boys
Who love girls,
Some humans are boys
Who love boys.
Judging is not disrespect,
Judging is not noticing.
Judging id picking out outcasts
In a world where we are all human.
Literature
Shades Of Gray
He drowns
in visceral shades of gray,
confined
in illustriously craved walls
with four defined ridges
allowing him only
a window to his soul...
a window without bars,
and yet it offers no escape
for it only allows
the gray to flood through.
He cannot swim,
the color allows him no such pleasantry
and instead he must sit,
basking
in what little color he can find
as they slowly choke him
and as he dies
he screams repentant cries
and begs for salvation
with tears in his eyes
for redemption...
but his tears
only dye his skin as gray
as the filth which drowns him.
Literature
Delusion becomes me
Delusion becomes me
it echoes with the listless duty
of confining me
within the horrid tyranny
of my own fiction.
There will be no coup
no revolution nor rebellion
no cries for reality
nor exuberance of freedom
only the echoes of duty.
The monotonous drown of forgeries,
atrocities, and apologies,
the dying screams
of impoverished souls
of fancy and fantasy,
the rapacious shouts
of fallacious joy over
the births of new yet
lovely children of fate and belief,
more loudly the gunfire
these shouts are meant to cloud
horribly loud in themselves
though they quiet some of the screams,
and finally the repetition
of my own whispers
,my own words,
Literature
Oh how I hate the stars
Oh how I hate the stars
plaguing me each night
with cruel honesty
of their light
of how they hang
so far away,
nooses choking my hopes
with all they weigh.
Oh, how the stars hate me
waiting patiently
to shoot through,
and away from me
carrying with them
wishes I'll never see.
Oh stars
how the horrors of your light
blind me when I look to you
for something each night.
But with the coming of each day
I always forget
and every night
I'm forced to regret
when I look to your light.
Oh, how the stars hate me
and how I hate the stars
for the things which I see.
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Whether people accept something or not, it shouldn't matter. Treat people like they're human. Be prideful of who you are, but that doesn't mean you're any more or any less than anyone else. Some of those who don't accept certain people can at times be disrespectful - judgement. Some of those who are accepting of certain people can tend to put those people above the disrespectful ones.
People should not be considered above or below another. I don't care if you accept who they are or not. There should be no disrespect, and there should be no special treatment.
I wrote a piece as a sort of back story to this, what inspired this. sta.sh/0saqflm5hwe
People should not be considered above or below another. I don't care if you accept who they are or not. There should be no disrespect, and there should be no special treatment.
I wrote a piece as a sort of back story to this, what inspired this. sta.sh/0saqflm5hwe
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I loved the way you use repetitive words like a children's game. Perfect on that way cuz it's aproppiated to all ppl.
(This poem) That made me feel that you were truly confident when you were writing this.
If we read carefully, your words, phrases, inspires to have faith in ourselves, in aceptacion.
You wrote about the both sides of the coin, showing what's real, and what's a human excuse to fight.
I don't know if it's only me, but instead of just a cute poem, you wanted to expose an old true. A reality that we're living everyday in our world.