Some of my poems
are the embodiment of my current emotions
In my minds eye
It sells my feelings short
And makes them feel cheap
By summing them up in a short and sweet verse
So they are untitled

My name is of no importance
Neither is yours
All that matters are our feelings
And our hearts

Your gender and sexuality is of no amusement
Because it does not define either of us
Don't sell yourself short
We are more than we are

Whether we enjoy titles
Or can not find a use for them
Whether we want to scream our existence to the world
Or remain anonymous
It is our words that will set us free