We
don´t listen to the same blues, you and I.
You
don´t hear the bass or the drum or the sounds
That
tell you a bit about me.
Instead
you cross the street,
Wearely
and willingly, speeding up.
I
drink my beer in the same bar I drink it in on Saturday night.
But
you are there and you look flutter in despair acrros the counter.
Do
not be afraid, I won´t get any closer.
I
know I have a big mouth in a tiny package and I don´t know
when
to shut it, when I am on, what they dare calle a tantrum.
I
shut it today.
Do
you think I come here to break your heart?
That
my bisexual powers will grind you to a halt?
That
my feminism and my activism spread like wildfire to
Your
soft dangerous soul that always needs protecting?
Are
you thinking so low of me or of yourself?
We
don´t listen to the same metal at all, you and I.
According
to you I am a dangerous predator.
Only
perhaps to found pathetic because of my wheelchair.
If
they are not the lure for our innocent souls.
Yes
that is right.
The
wheels on the floor are our lifeline to hell.
And
when I am licking and you are moaning,
I
am sucking you right in.
Those
fingers in your cunt are there to carry you off.
Ooops
no but really I meant get you off.
It
does not matter the relationship I am in,
the
way I look, behave, or see. See the world in all
his
uniqueness. I chose the labels that I feel fit me.
The
ones that tells me a bit about who I am.
My
normal, in a world where everybody think they are
normal
but no one really is, they are just part of a
larger
engine and I… I reject every opinion of me
that
does not suit me.
In
the end we all want the same. We want the same
to
be that everyone is allowed to be their own unique
different
size. We all just want to be normally allowed to be different
like
eveyrone else. That is still too much to ask?
So
they say nay, always nay.
When
with a girl, they call me gay.
I´m
bi.
When
with the boy, I am suddenly hetero.
No
still bi.
I´m
not someone who can´t chose,
needs
a good dick, is untrustworthy
and
can never be monogamous for
every
bi cheat with both sexes.
I,
I have explained enough.
All
I did was sitting here listening to the music,
While
the God you trust,
had
you made some stuff up
To
demean me.
Am
I really the problem?
Or
are you the reason that the world needs to
Normalize
instead of criminalize us?
The
reason why we need a pride parade to be
proud
that we got through another year of
judgmental
and sometimes even murderous
things
we deal with in the world.
The
reason why the transgender womens murdered
this
year is probably already close to a 3 digit number.
Are
you the problem or am I?
Cause
girl, I was just listening to some music.
Can
I just sit here and listen to some music?
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