I could put myself within LGBT, find some belonging and identity. Perhaps a label is not all it is cut out to be. Does it help me understand me better when written on the inside of my eyelids is LGBT. Does that help me understand what I see? Should I leave the letters behind and be free, and just be me? Yet, they seem to find me. They want me to agree. They beckon to me, “we are the you, just be true.”
No comments:
Post a Comment