Letters jumbled
Here and there on a keyboard,
Looking through our code to see where the error is, the truth is you can't find a mistake if it never existed.
We were just programmed differently, the error was all along in a mirror when you look up and understand.
Most of you looking at the white light while we already passed through the prism.
It was never about leaving the closet, we were forced into it, never been allowed to touch the pot of gold.
Roads diverged but my options are more than two, our sexuality isn't a highway that doesn't mean we don't belong on the road.
They tell me opposites attract but I fell in love on the same side of the pole and sometimes on the opposite.
Religious men telling me God doesn't like mistakes but if you look along your blinders, your God made me
Stuck between the door with a skirt and some pants, some forget others are still questioning if They look good in pants or a skirt.
Letters in a straight line, they push us to get in line and choose a road but we like to wander and wander we will.
Thankyou
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Funny how the world works | anthology
PoetryThis is a book of random things I have written, could be poetry, could be rants, could be possible songs I've made.. it's all just.. word vomit, y'see?
