Be gentle with me,
for I am but a fragile human
whose eyes may not see
the expression of your sexuality
as a sign of repressed individuality
because I may be jaded by my misogyny.
Be gentle with me,
for I am but a fragile human
and I am terrified to be
the openhearted embracing destiny;
to stake my claim on my personal history
as one not bound by mainstream society.
Be gentle with me,
for I am but a fragile human
I am unafraid to be
every breadth and depth of clarity
a shining hope against disparity
standing human by human in equanimity
Be gentle with me,
for although a fragile human I be,
I have stepped outside of me
the one they knew can no longer be
because who I am, I was born to be
And I can no longer hide
I AM FREE!
Oh my goodness, you just keep getting better and better, my dear daughter! This IS you! ❤️Mom
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