I walk the streets in your presence
seeing your expressions of blind distaste
hearing your ignorant unknowing comments
You think i don't notice
But I hear your insults
And I see your faces
And I feel the pain
Tear me down
Because I'm different
Avoid my presence
Because I stand out
Pass your judgement
Before you know me
You are not my judge
You are not my jury
You are not my executioner
I will not change for acceptance
Nor approval, Nor protection from your bite
I will change for myself
We are both flesh and bone
Our blood both runs red
But my mind and heart
Are free and open
And yours
Remain
Closed.


Open up your eyes