The cacophony of hatred,
These words, not sacred,
They fill me with loathing,
My memories not holding,
All this positivity.
It slips; away from me.
I can not, I will not,
Be a puppet to your thought,
That somehow my voice
Should not rejoice,
The rope around what I choose,
Will be a guide, not a noose.
You need to know I love me,
I love everything I see.
I love my heart; my heartbeat,
My toes, on my feet,
I love my rainbow-coloured soul,
Everything that makes me whole.
I’m here; I’m queer,
And I will NOT disappear,
At least not due to fear.