swear the podium they sit on got me uneasy. Now I'm standing on top can you see me. Dry heaving and uneasy barley understand what it means to be breathing. Still figuring out how to get them to see me
False hope supersedes things. Some privilege I can't seem to see things. Lost in thought about ready to pop off but I gotta stop and say this shit in a professional manner. Etiquette when they oppress loom up to but is that our best. I'm here to get my check at best got the job that box is checked. I stare at you but can't seem to understand. Still being taught that being gay makes you less of a man. My skin tone is light so I guess I have some sort of advantage. Until I speak up uncover myself and show them I'm damaged. Go ham it's wait stop for a moment and revaluate why do I gotta sit by and play their game they are privileged and me not so much. I eat up their oppression for lunch. No whole foods or fresh fruit near me. I can't eat healthy or talk to loud they might hear me. I can't be to passionate my voice might be to loud people will feel attacked well I only want them to hear me out. I see my privilege to me it doesn't stand out im more focused on making things equal now. Have a cow to proud stuck in our egos. I try to explain but it's like I'm see through fuck it I don't even really need you. Gays all just wana breed you I just wana breach through. Show people we are all just human beings. Not everyone sees things the way you see. Let's just be ?
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