it was only just a dream...

I decide what’s beautiful, not society. What they decide is beautiful doesn’t mean anything to me.

What I decide is important is a part of me. If you don’t like it, then don’t mind it, because there’s no point in complaining about what YOU think should be (but isn’t). Same thing goes for me.

I don’t care what people say, what people think they know. As long as I got hope in me, nothing can stop me. I will go.

If you think you know me, you probably don’t. If you really do know me, you know you won’t.

I decide my future, no matter how crazy and far it seems. Because at the end of every dark tunnel, is a growing light that, at first, only gleams.

I see ignorance. I see pride. I see traitors who are content that they’ve lied. I see friends, I see foes, but in the end, who knows? Who knows who?

Life’s changing and so is everyone around me. Even though I’ve been scared to, I’ve changed, but that has helped me see what kind of person I have to be.

Not putting up with the problems I face. Whether it be age, religion, sex, or race. Not tolerance. Not passivity. But Acceptance. Understanding. And I understand that no one will completely understand me. Not completely.

My perspective.

Nothing’s perfect. But you’ve got to keep going. Not everything goes your way, but you’ve got to keep going. Not everyone is who you hope they are, but you’ve got to keep going. Not everything goes the way you hope it will, but you’ve got to keep going. Society might not agree with your perspective, but you’ve got to keep going. Why? Because if you don’t, who will? If everyone decides they’ll stop trying because someone else will do it instead, then no one will. I might sound like some sad preacher or some guy who is just complaining a lot about all the problems that only so many care about because they seem so normal or because they’re just how things are or some guy who is just mad at life and everyone and everything. But I’m not. I am addressing reality so everyone knows what I think, and more than that, I’m going to face it, not matter what they think.

If you read this, disregard everything you know or think you know about me. And just listen and try to understand. I wrote this for a reason, right?