I'm needy
I'm small
all these
years
have taken
their toll.
I need to
break down
this wall
take charge
of my life
stand tall.
The people
stare at me
everyone is
super aware
of me
I'm a very
different
kind of
person who
lives life
their own
version of
cool, nerdy
androgynous
just being
myself but
I consider
it only my
business.
Now a days
in the house
on the hill
government
buildings
want none of
my ilk.
Telling me
what bathroom
I can use
just another
excuse for
non binary
abuse.
I am not
going to
change one
little bit
I'll still
be here in
four years
when that
orange
devil's time
has been all
spent.
I'll survive
because I'm
not just a
phase so
putting
love over
hate is how
I plan to
spend my
days.
About the Creator
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
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