Have you ever met a person who was part of Pride? Are you part of it? Many people are, and they're said to be "Not human," which in my opinion, is crazy.

Every time a women makes 87 cents

A man makes a dollar

For every time a woman gets spoken down on

A man is the speaker

For every time a woman gets called weak

A man is weaker

I'm so mad I can hardly write poetry anymore, 

every word rushes out and tumbles down, 

knocking the inside of my skull, 

a dull roar that follows me to school and home again. 

One girl’s lanky frame against the dark turf field,

lit up by fluorescent lights 

She saunters toward the building 

holding another girl’s hand

Is this what it feels like?

To not be considered human?

To be some invalid,

Invisible thing

That almost nobody wants?

Is this what it feels like?

To be rejected and turned away?

You vacuum the carpet in the same direction, 
straight lines like ribs, hoping to be noticed, 
hoping someone sees proof of you, 
the ghost of your hands pressed into the fibers. 

Head towards the sky

Eyes open

Hearts open

Looking for a shooting star

A spark of equality

A spark of freedom

Eyes search the sky

Spend hours searching

Looking

Hoping

Wishing to wish

I know the rules and rights are 

The same:

For boys and girls

And everyone in between,

We are supposed to stand

On the same uneven ground,

Have you ever seen a gay person? Maybe someone you thought was gay by how they acted? Or somebody who identified as non-binary? The community of Pride is everywhere.

My rights

Are my mirror

They reflect me

They reflect how people think of me

The mirror is small

Just big enough to see my face

My world, was full of happiness and bright

my world, comforting from daylight to night.

my world, seeing animals ripping people into bloody tears,

I know now that they shouldn't be my biggest fears.