Every year that I’ve lived
It’s felt like a cage
I’ve never truly expressed myself
So my feelings boil down to rage
The bars of my cage
They represent certain ideals
One could be tradition, another respect
Values made to be instilled
It’s not in me to hate anyone
But I do feel like I hate them
The gatekeepers of my cage
Only pronouns. Her and him.
Out of fear, I behaved a certain way
And everyone thought that was the real me
But deep down, I awaited the day
When I’d finally be free
That day came when I got to college
And I met people I never knew
I showed them my true face
And I showed them the truth
I no longer reside in a cage
I live freely and openly
I no longer feel that rage
I can finally be me
© Copyright 2016 Julius Blake. All rights reserved.
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