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I walked through years of fear To hold my baby's hand It didn't seem safe I didn't understand I was ashamed to love And even now, I feel Those views that what I feel is 'wrong' That you instilled in me A broken nose so that I couldn't smell her sweet perfume A broken wrist to keep me from holding her hand tightly A broken heart to put my hate on me and not on you A broken mind to fall and contemplate if I weren't here

Dear Brother, Please understand. Please don't get mad. I'm begging you to forgive me for the way I was born. It's not my fault, and I know it's wrong. At least, I thought it was wrong. But then I opened my eyes. Of course it's not wrong. No love is wrong. Please don't hurt me any more. Please don't break my bones any more. I'm begging you to stop putting me in hospital. I know it's hard, and I know it's wrong. The world is against you for doing nothing wrong. And I can see that. It's not wrong. No love is wrong. But all violence is wrong, and I'm afraid you've done wrong. The bruises on my arms heal but the scars in my head stay. I can't be

I dream of a perfect world. A world where anyone can marry who they want. A world where a man can love a man, a woman can love a woman without fear of hate. A world where it's considered strange to hate Christians, strange to hate Muslims, strange to hate gays, strange to hate transfolk, strange to hate straights.

All alone, crying Shaming me, lying "You have no right to happiness" Because I'm not like you And with all your spite, you Are hurting me again A brother but in no way a friend Fearing thanks to him my life could end For being different, wrong and strange For being on the other side of the fence, so ashamed For batting for the other team For loving different people Maybe how you've treated me Should become illegal All alone, crying Shaming me, lying "You have no right to happiness" Because I'm not like you And with all your spite, you Are hurting me again