Life

Just one serious conversation

Is that too much?

Just one silly squabble

Without losing our heads

Just one outing

Where we don’t end in frowns

And bow are heads in shame

Have laughs run-out on us

Do smiles escape at first chance?

Are we so full of fear

That trust just gave-up

And love disappeared

What is this madness, we’ve stumbled upon

Life?

If so, life must put on a masquerade

Keep-up an appearance of happy moments

, but the moment you’re hooked

It will pull back the curtains, exposing the truth

Life is just a series of never ending sadness

Secrets, always full of drama

Minds, constantly being broken

The day, always ending in hidden tears

Life should be worth living

Instead, it is something many are forced to trudge through

Much like the crappy, morning brew.

XX, XY

XX, XY

 It doesn’t matter

 So, why do we classify

Daughter to mother, as son is to Father

Go ahead! Say it’s just the natural way

But remember

Pink. Originally a masculine shade

Just as blue started as a girlish hue

 XX, XY

Does it really matter

If she works and provides

While the one to stay home and watch the kids is the guy

XX, XY

It shouldn’t matter

So why discriminate ones who categorize

As the gender which their biology denies

Say it’s unnatural, or goes against your god’s will

Go ahead. Say it makes you ill

But in my eyes a person is a person

No matter how they identify

Now I don’t say conform

To these new modern societal ways

However, I do require

That you never let your mind easily sway

Never let others decide your heartly matters

Because in the end

The one constant that should always stay true

Is you just being  you