pluto (the scientist series | 11.20.15)

i heard pluto isn't a planet anymore; it's a dwarf, i am told

i heard that the big kids on the playground were picking on that small one again

i heard that you didn't love yourself -

that you spend a lot of time hiding the parts of you that don't make sense to anyone else

that you spend a lot of time rewriting the way your name is supposed to sound

that you spend a lot of time trying to fix something that was never broken

because it was just a little too crooked for those people that decided that girl and boy are the only options, and that you couldn't change the way you looked, couldn't decide for yourself who you think is worth loving

tell me what your mind lies to you about

i'll buy out all the correction tape they have in the bookstore

i'll smudge out those lies and write out a different story, a true one

where being different doesn't have to mean you have to check the box that says "other"

tell me what you don't like about yourself -

whether it's the way your skin looks when they put a light on you

or what you carry on the inside

you don't have to tell them, you don't have to tell anyone

i will take every star and shoe shine them to show you how beautiful your reflection is

did you know that the stars dreamt of you?

from the day you were born, daisies sprouted from sidewalks

because everyone knew you were coming around and they just had

to see the one person everyone else couldn't stop talking about

and by everyone else, i mean me

i mean that you're beautiful

i mean that i like the way your armpits smell, even if people think that's weird

i mean that i'm not afraid to hold your hand when everyone is looking

i mean that the way i love you means more to me than any half bald blonde kid that thinks he's going to be the next president

i mean that i'm afraid of what happens next even though i love you

i mean that i love you

i mean that i'm afraid

i’m afraid

i’m afraid of what is going to happen next

i’m afraid that NASA is going to decide that earth

isn't a planet anymore

but at least i'm afraid with you

at least i’m afraid with you, with your pleasant smelling armpits and your half naked laughter