Why can’t I simply be me? A person of color, a queer youth, a writer? No one appreciates these things anymore. Now to try isn’t enough. That’s the saddest part. What shall I do when being trans and nonbinary isn’t allowed anymore? Am I going to have to break up with my girlfriend when police come to the doors and ask to see birth certificates, sex assigned at birth, who you’re married to?? What has become of this world? Let me simply be me, please. It isn’t hard. Girls should be able to kiss girls, as boys with boys. I should be allowed to shop in the boys section although my birth certificate says female. Now hatred, in his gold watch and blue suit, is stomping through my neighborhood, my community, his black shoes crushing against the pavement. What do we do when hope isn’t enough?
Posted in response to the challenge Human Rights – Writing.
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