Pride Every Day

I write today with a black pen... 

But my thoughts are like those of a rainbow. 

 I wish people gave me the freedom to paint my own world

To choose my own colours.. 

I had a sculpture made of a human. 

I wished to paint it myself 

To dip my fingers 

One by one

In different colours.. 

Even different shades of the same colour..

But my hands were cut off ... 

They called me queer... 

They called me weird.. 

They mocked me and laughed as I held on to my bleeding hands..... 

Trying hard to breath life into them.. 

I wish I had an ally .. 

To hold me tight.. 

To tell me that it's alright... 

To let me flow freely... 

And not restrict me to a standard form..

Am not a machine..... 

Am a beautiful soul... 

I deserve to seek my own world... 

I deserve to find my own soul mate.. 

It could be a girl

It could be a boy

It could be both 

You would see my masterpiece

Only if you let me be....