Random snippets : Criss-cross pieces
Some glide through days ,
With happiness dancing in their words
and crystal clear purpose in their eyes ,
They fit in pretty well with other pieces,
Each assuming a role to play ,
Never forgetting what they are meant to say.
And then there are people like us ,
Cutting out our edges , trying to fit in ,
Hoping that we would live in those pieces a bit ,
But we forget our lines , act out of character and reverse our roles ,
We are those crooked pieces that doesn't fit .
We can't be masculine or feminine enough,
We love the "wrong " genders ,
We can't ever do it the "right way" can we ?
So they make us into a group alone ,
Call us LGBTQ
But it's okay for we are being who we are not what we are meant to be in our own Criss-cross beautiful way.