Muse Poem by Robert Burgan

I think you're beautiful in anything you wear
The world's blind to what they can't understand
You went your whole life feeling like an outcast
When you learned identity everybody judged that
You can't choose what bathroom you use
Society ridden with a bunch of useless taboos
I look at you and see revolution in your statue
Comes to life when I see the love you transfuse
Stay true, imbue your chosen hue
The color is perfect it matches your muse
Feel serene in the skin that you choose
Splash color on the darkness don't get consumed
Imagery suffused in the depths of your existence
Meristem, new characteristics
Picture perfect person
No term to describe what you are
You're real on the inside.

Hang no label around your neck
Don't let anybody dangle halos over your head
You're not weird
You'r'e a more unique version of them
You're a muse that ignites a spark
You're confused with something abnormal
Society condemns what they can't understand
So let society go and discover your wardrobe.