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My parents come to pick me up from school,
You laugh, whisper and point at my parents and me.
I never say anything back or cry,
I love my two dads and they love me.
My family is perfect, yours is not.
While you eat alone at your home.
I'm eating with my two fathers, laughing and smiling.
You're lucky to hear 'I love you' from your parents every few weeks,
I hear it every day.
My parents never fight, while yours does.
People come up to me and say 'Two guys can't raise a child you know.'
My father's love, care and help me like any parent should.
You have no right to say that.
I'm in detention every week for hitting someone who insults my parents.
I'm proud to say that I have two fathers in my life.
You laugh, whisper and point at my parents and me.
I never say anything back or cry,
I love my two dads and they love me.
My family is perfect, yours is not.
While you eat alone at your home.
I'm eating with my two fathers, laughing and smiling.
You're lucky to hear 'I love you' from your parents every few weeks,
I hear it every day.
My parents never fight, while yours does.
People come up to me and say 'Two guys can't raise a child you know.'
My father's love, care and help me like any parent should.
You have no right to say that.
I'm in detention every week for hitting someone who insults my parents.
I'm proud to say that I have two fathers in my life.
Literature
I Am A Transman
I tuck and I bind,
I pack and I grind,
But still somehow
I cannot find
The man inside
He wants out,
Let him free!
But he knows what you
Expect him to be
So I try to exceed
What you think of me
And make you change
How your thinking sees
Just a girl with small boobs
and a sock in her pants
But that's not me
You're just in a trance
Society's made you
Feel what they feel
And think what they think
Until it's not real
To hope that someday
You'll be who you need
Who you want
Who you feel
You really should be.
So I write this story
In hopes you'll find
That I'm still me
Whether I bind
Or hold my head high
Or look like
Literature
Have Pride.
I speak for the unspoken.
I am the ears for the ignorant.
I stand up when no one is standing.
I write the unwritten.
I see the unseen.
I care in place of the uncaring.
I am the crusader for anyone under attack.
Attacks of harsh words, brutal violence, and injustice.
You are loved.
You are special.
You are great.
You are wonderful.
You are beautiful.
Wave your flag. And show every single color.
This is not the end for you.
I promise.
This short poem is dedicated to all the lesbians, gays, bisexuals, and transgenders. I love you all.
- Alexis Wolf
Literature
Made This Way - LGBTQ
This is the year 2012, and we've come a long way since the older days of slavery, women being treated like objects, and inequality. However, there is one issue that is slow in catching up with the time.
What is this issue, you're asking?
Homosexuality.
We're making progress, but the progress is slow, and, in other countries, people are losing their lives and being treated as if their homosexuality is a disease. Homosexuality is not a disease. It is not a choice. When you tell someone that "Homosexuality is a choice", think about the words you're saying. Is heterosexuality a choice? No. If homosexuality was a choice, why would you think peo
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This is so cute and sweet. Well done to your cousin!