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Nov 8
Every day is a performance, a never ending act
I always must perform or people will attack
I've become nothing more than a fake
I've no idea how much more I can take
They've forced me to hide who I love, who I am-deep down inside
When all I've ever wanted is to embrace myself with pride
They force me to wear a mask
Every day, a constant task

β€œBe yourself, be independent” they say
Yet when I do they always turn away
It shouldn't be like this, it isn't ******* fair
But who am I kidding, they don't ever care
The only time they care is when there's another suicide on TV
I worry I'll share that fate, just another statistic to be
I don't know where to go or what to do
So I'm crying for help, a message to you
I'm constantly forced to hide my sexuality and gender in my community for my own safety and it's been weighing heavily on my mind so I wrote a poem about it
Written by
Koda Mueller  19/Non-binary
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