To each there own
I wear weird clothing and my hair in spikes
But that doesn't make me dike.
I may be weird I may be strange and tend act my own way,
But please dont call me gay.
I may be fat and not super skinny,
But behind the scenes I starve myself to look pretty.
I may look anerixic or bulimc,
But truth is my stomach is for some reason uncorportive.
I may not be your clone,
But maybe its 'cause I can't even afford a phone.
I may not slave over you like the rest,
Because I consider my pride deserves the best.
Dont tell me to shut up when I say something you dont like or understand,
Cause I'll tell you to suck it and take it like man.
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