The walls are closing in
Breathing is is is is imposible
Stuttering on almost every word
Trying to rush what I have to say
It was never meant to end like this
I was suppose to be the one in the coffin
You were to be at home asleep
Exhausted from running
From boulder tears rolling down your cheeks
Instead I'm locked in here
In the asylum of my own thoughts
Wondering every possible way
Of how it ended with us both
Hanging from a tree
Holding hands with a corpse
I'm still han...wait I can feel it
I'm slipping away into your arms

Yes, I am mad that you are dating her
and
No, I won't be fine.

Yes, I want to cry some tears
but
No, I won't let them fall.

Yes, I want to punch you
but
No, I won't can't mess with that cute face.

Yes, I am jealous
but
no, I won't try and mess with y'alls relationship


Yes, I want to kiss your cheek again
but
No, I can't, won't again.

yes, This hurts unlike the other times
but
No, I can't let you see it.

Yes, I will admire you
and
No, I won't look away

yes,
No,
Yes,
No

A young man had a girlfriend. He was getting tired of her because she sent him messages every hour that said "I miss you" or "I love you". One night before bed he received a message, but rather than read it went to sleep. In the morning he was awakened by a call. It was girlfriend's mother crying saying that his girlfriend was killed last night. He was in a state of shock, went to read the message: "My sweetheart, come quickly, I think someone is following me!". And Now EveryDay He Comes And Brings One Extra Flower To The Site Where She Was Murdered. Moral of the story: never rejects those who love, care, and try to reach out to you, because one day you'll realize you lost the moon while counting the stars!
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You hate yourself? What do you mean?

I mean I hate every part of me. I hate the way my hair looks. I hate my thighs, I hate my stomach, I hate my face, I hate my mind, I hate every last bit of me. Its like being trapped with one person you hate with all your heart, the one you find just repulsive, absolutely disgusting and horribly ugly, forever. You know how sometimes you'll look in the mirror and even though you don't like yourself most days, you'll have a day where you can look in the mirror and say, "wow I look good" and be confident? I NEVER HAVE THOSE DAYS. EVER. When I look in the mirror I see the ugliest thing ever. I see my worst enemy. I see my every flaw, because flaws are all I'm made up of.

I
am
getting
better!


Hallelujah!

i did wrong by you
too many times
to count
and now
when i want so much to do right
you want nothing to do with me
i am sorry for sewing you a patchwork heart

Pan
Bi
Trans
****
Hetro
Who the
****'s to say
How a person wants to love
And how they live
Their day?
Guy on guy,
******* girl,
What's the matter
With our world
That that defines
A human?
If a man
Wants to sleep
With a man,
Make sure he uses
A ******.
If A girl wants to kiss
A girl,
Don't shower hate
Upon them.
Love is love.
Hearts
Not parts.
Let that rainbow flag
Wave free
One day there'll be
A better world
Where we
Can love
More free.

And I get that pretty often
Kids call me ‘boy’ ‘mister’ ‘sir’ and it makes me happy
but no no they gotta be corrected
“no honey that’s a girl”
‘girl’ ‘missus’ ‘ma’am’ and no
no I’m a boy
I wanna yell that but I won’t
I can yell that but I don’t
because that’s social suicide
and the gay word freaks people out
****, ****, ***, butch
that freaks people out
never mind the trans* word
c’mon say it so I can hear!
******, queer, she-male
you name it I’ve heard it
I’ve heard it towards me
I’m a boy
B-O-Y BOY
put that away
put your trans*phobia away
I CAN SEE IT
I CAN HEAR YOU YELLING IT
are you gonna say it to my face
or are you gonna pretend I don’t hear you
I’M A BOY
B
O
Y
and if you don’t like it
well I don’t want ya here
So next time
before you correct your kids
ask me
“are you a girl or a boy?”