Don't ask me to 'pick a side.'
I won't.
This is a side.
Can't you see it?
A side filled with
Not gender,
But souls.
Not sex,
But souls.
That's all I need.
That's all we need.
Maybe we're all insane.
Maybe we're all dillusional.
But hey,
If we are,
At least we're real.
We exist.
I'm not confused.
I know what I want,
And I want the best
Of both worlds.
Is that so wrong?
Not in my eyes.
I see it as beautiful,
And nothing you say
Can change that.
God made me this way:
Insane.
But I'm thanking Him.
This feeling
Of knowing
Is beautiful.
I love this
Even when it gets hard,
I know
I love this no matter what,
Even if it brings me tears,
Even if it takes things away from me.
This is me
And I'm going to love it,
No matter what.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem