Some may ask why I have pride in myself, Pride in my sexuality, Pride in my gender identity,
My pride come from deep within, from cracks in my brain, That some may not have. It comes from the sense that, You know, I amΒ Β strong enough to get over every ****** who told me I'm going to hell. It burns in my soul, My passion, And my work, And I **** well will never change.
This is a bit of a rage poem for me, so it may not be as good.