Where went the time
Where we could speak our minds
And not be afraid
We'd be threatened for our lives

What's good for the goose
Is not the gander the same
How tight or loose is the noose
On which they have us hang

When you say what you want
When you speak your mind
They tell you what to do so you don't
Step out of the line

As long as your point's the same
As their point of view
You're allowed to do and say
What they want you to

Can't have you out on your own
Giving others rays of hope
When they've kept them in the dark this long
On the things that they should know

When you go completely rouge
You'll find they do not like
While trying to tarnish your halo
When speaking your own mind

One day, there will likely be a Race
Reassignment surgery
And of course
It will cause an
Uproar
At first
But soon
Humanity will understand
Race is a state of mind
Not an outward
Appearance

If I could love
the limping
ugly
afraid
part of me
That I drag through the mud
and thorns

If I could let
the transparent
clawing
screaming
silhouette speak
Instead of kicking it
into the basement

If I could put
my deepest human essence
onto paper
for everyone to see

Then.
Then, I could be free.

The way you smiled at me
almost had me believe
that I mattered
again

Waking up to a heavy chest
My body begging me to sleep again
And my anxiety begins the second I realize I'm alive
I'm trying to learn to function
With all of this negative energy inside me
I know it'll pass and
I know it'll get better
But right now it hurts
I feel unloved
Unloveable
I feel lost inside myself
A place I can't stay too long
Before I lose my mind
I can tell myself I'm worth it and
That my worth isn't defined by others
And it works for a bit
Until something else comes up and
My heart loses its energy
And I either feel like giving up
Or ready to fight everyone

I just want to see how
beautiful you truly are,
far from what you see you
see in the mirror, for now,
look away from the world,
our fingers gently trace,
softly, the sun paints light
upon your golden skin,
hold me closer, your sweater is
softer than cashmere, and palms caress
as the sun rises from the sea, and
all turns to watercolor, these eyes
are special to me, as they hold
the secrets of your heart
I will hold as it whispers,
"for you, I am a soul
deeply in love, wishing
upon a star among thousands,
waiting for your arms
to open my petals, I know what
those shining eyes are hiding,
they are closely holding a love
greater than time, I have been
waiting for you, I want you to know,
you are the beautiful one who will be the
sunshine to my rain, the warmth I seek
to reside in forever, and the breathe
of the rose I wish to become".