Open your eyes
and see past what they identify me as.
I am more then my gender
I am more then my race
I am more than my age
I am the mind
and the soul.
I am all the variables
I am everyone I’ve met
I am every book I’ve read
I’m every song I’ve heard
I’m all the moments of suffering
and all the moments of joy
You cannot see that,
you have to experience it,
and once you do that,
then maybe
you’ll glimpse
a fraction
of who I am.
So take your labels
and shove them up your ass.
-C.H.
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