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Thinking is a thoughtful gesture
to those who thought you
weren't thinking
But I bet thinking wasn't
what you thought you thought
but rather what you think you thought
And in time
the illusion of being thoughtful
will make you think you thought
You thought you could think
at least
that's what you thought
to those who thought you
weren't thinking
But I bet thinking wasn't
what you thought you thought
but rather what you think you thought
And in time
the illusion of being thoughtful
will make you think you thought
You thought you could think
at least
that's what you thought
Literature
Pride
Glances wither, voices fade
Towers crumble, mirrors crack--
What's wrong with me?
This body that never
Was meant to be mine
This son who is always
Referred to as "daughter"--
What's wrong with me?
The bundle of sticks
That's a little too happy
The "I'm proud, I swear"
That's a little too sad--
What's wrong with me?
But there's this voice
This subconscious smile
That whispers what, maybe, I knew all along,
Says maybe,
Just maybe,
"You were born this way."
There's this thought,
This near silent whisper
That speaks from the cracks of the mirror that lied,
Says maybe,
Just maybe
"There's nothing to be ashamed of."
Th
Literature
So, you think you know me?
So!
You think you know me? Yes.
You think we're friends? Of course!
You learn of my sexuality!
You think you know me? I thought I did.
You think we're friends? Psh, not a chance.
Really? Are you even thinking about the relationships I have between both men and women, or is your mind going straight to the gutter and there lies your protest?
I thank you for giving me the chance to learn now rather than later the type of person you really are.
But I hate that you are the kind of person who is so discriminatory against those who are open about who they are.
Does saying that make me discriminatory too?
Literature
Homosexual
You leaf through me
Like you would the pages of a book
You judge me like you judge books
You hate books
I don't even think you can read
They say you can't judge a book by its cover
No,
You judge it because it's a book
And don't give it a second chance after that
You don't bother to actually look to see what's on the inside
It can't help its species
Anymore than you can help yours
Anymore than I can help mine
I didn't choose to be this way
To have all my pages tainted with rainbows
And to have my cover black and blue and bruised
Who would choose a life like this?
To be discriminated against, bullied, beaten
Sometimes to death
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Just a fun little something. If you read it it might look like it makes
sense, but it also might not make any sense at all.
sense, but it also might not make any sense at all.
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An awesome thought to think about. 