Mantra

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I want to say Catholic does not define us,
I want to say the skin we wear does not define us,
I want to say Christine does not define us,
I want to say the jail time we might have served does not define us,
I want to say whether you like a girl or whether you like a boy or whether you like both does not define us,
I want to say these things don't define us,
I want to tell you the first glance someone pays you doesn't prove who you are,
But I can't,
What I can say is if you are going to take it?
If you are just let it happen?
If you're going to let them call you that word that you hate but never had the guts to tell them to stop,
If you are going to let them label you a loser,
A slut,
A fagget,
If you are, this is not the poem for you,
This is a mantra for anyone that says no more,
This is for the people that say stop,
For the people that say I'm not my ancestors,
I am not whatever you labeled me,
I am not that,
I am not this,
I am me,
And I know,
God, I know, it's hard,
But last time I checked living a lie is not living, but merely surviving in hell
And I don't want to survive a lie
I want to live a life
So I ask you, dear reader
Are you going to survive in hell,
Or live a life?

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I really am asking my readers.
Oh, how nice shower thoughts are hahaha.

Kisses <3

Oh p.s I got the first 40-whatever pages this book has so far and I'm creating the cover now wish me luck :)

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