Fuck the labels!
Oh but still I’m proud of my labels darling,
my god my mind is in conflict,
the times in which we live.
I am me,
I have the feelings of the labels
but have no idea why that’s reason
for a divide my dears.
I am female,
I am cisgender,
I am white,
I am pansexual,
I am an atheist,
I am an androgynous dresser,
I am a hippie,
I am Irish,
I am a nerd.
I am also human
but did you know
that at the start of time
I would have well,
that I just was?
You know divides are inhuman,
power crazed is inhuman,
and those who do divide
are immoral,
uneducated,
acting in an abnormal way
to being human?
and, though I can’t stand them,
I pity them so much.
In modern life we are our labels
but in truth we are all just us
and bigots are just them,
that’s the real us and them
that exists,
they have made it so
which is unfortunate.
Power crazed has happened,
people have become crazed to win
against other boxes,
sounds silly
but then bigots are immature,
power crazed and in love with themselves,
their problem occurs when too many labels
that they don’t like spring up
but when labels were made for their feelings years ago
they were chuffed,
and continued to be so,
no complaints.
I am proud of all that I am
but I also think it would have being beautiful
when there was no labels,
maybe it will go back to that
hundreds of years from now
and you know
that sounds pretty cool.
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