QueerI Do Not Care What The Person That I Love IsThis Individual Trait Supposedly Makes Me A Part Of
Queer I do not care what the person that i love is This individual trait supposedly makes me a part of a community However I do not feel that i belong there They are so proud and fierce This aspect of themselves Seems to be far greater to them Than mine is to me They accept this part of me But not who i am We are supposed to have this thing that binds us Yet it does not I still manage to be out of place surrounded by my own I do not have a place among the rest either No one seems to want me In regards to sex and love I have nowhere left to go This loneliness is no pleasure.
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