I'm a person ready and able And not for sale to live a life worth living pursuing contribution to the world to unfurl the flower that is my soul and to know it's intricate petals well I will shout from the hilltops my voice carries the waves of individuals not gone legacies hidden in my dimple's folds and I love with bold fire just as many else have told I have a story to tell and am a character in many to come just as anyone else I care in a pining matter leaving judgement of other souls to those more refined (in other words, not you or anyone else!) don't you dare put me in a box ***** you politicians who say those nothing words matter more than my four: my right to privacy! I will sneak like a fox out through corridors of creativity Out of spite, breaking the lock While you shiver as to how impossibly I'm right:labels and life have a too short clock
just let people have the right to be, labels and definitions are a distraction to people being free (This style is inspired by my recent reading of whitman btw)