I watched as we stood tall, proud above them all
We cheered for our rights, our equal rights, up into the nights.
We want the world to look at us all the same, but what I found underneath brought me shame.
I watched as I myself was sized up, was I good enough to talk too, or shall we just say “good enough to do?”
We ask the world to look upon us with favor, yet behind closed doors we show a very different behavior.
We stand united, we stand proud, but behind our phones and tablets, we hide behind a shroud.
We fight to show everyone we are worth the right to love and marry, but wait, only if he looks like Tom, Dick, or Harry?
Before we beg the world to show us favor, let step up and show them those rights we will savor.
We want to marry the one we love, the one who was designed just for us by the one above.
But we look upon each other with judgmental eyes, because heaven forbid he doesn’t have killer thighs.
We look for perfection although it doesn’t exist, in this specific quest it’s “the one” we might miss.
As we ask the country to open their hearts and their minds to see our plea, we need to open ourselves up and set our requirements free.
For its only when we change our views and actions toward each other, the world will see we have what it takes to go further.
Let’s stand tall and proud beside each other, and look through love for my sister and my brother.
We are many, yet we can stand as one, to show the world that the battle has already been won!
Stand with me, stand tall, stand one, stand all. Prove to the each other and the world, together we always have a ball!!
“Lunacy” comes from the moon, Who cycles through brilliance and darkness Bipolarity’s patterns are not so easily assumed Opposites not so well harnessed Who cycles through brilliance and darkness? The girl who sits in bed, wrestling with Opposites. Not so well harnessed As she thought, her brain gives reason the slip The girl who sits in bed, wrestling with Her body, depressed, her thoughts manic. As she thought, her brain gave reason the slip And gives the gift of life in a dreamlike panic. Her body depressed her thoughts. Manic Lunacy comes from the moon And gives the gift of life in a dreamlike panic Bipolarity’s patterns are not so easily assumed
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