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to the gallows

Scream and the world drowns your noise.
Fight and the people break you.
Change and everyone wants you to change back.
Consistant.
constant.
Ending before it even begins.
To the Gallows
Take a life.
Show No mercy.
Cry No tears.
Make No noise.
Listen.
Learn.
Die.
Never laugh.
Never live.
Never want.
Never feel.
Cry and the world beats you.
Bleed and the people cut you.
Sing and the majority stone you.
Silence.
Never stopping.
Never happening.
Ignorance.
Ignore it.
Is it bliss after all?
Take a life and the world cheers.
Give a life and have yours taken.
Don't feel.
Fall and the world kicks you.
Stand and the people trip you.
Beg and nobody shows mercy.
Never before has the world been in such a dark place,
But here we stand.
Brothers and Cis-ters.
Criminals for existing.
And the murderers are hailed As heroes.
Monsters
Us
them.
Are we?
Fighting a constant battle.
For our identity.
For are very lives.
Respect us.
Let us exist.
And continue existance
In peace.
A scream silenced So quickly that nobody hears.
a fire in the forest that nobody wants.
Just another body.
Bury them with the others
In the wrong clothes.
Under the wrong names
It doesn't matter how they died.
Just like it didn't matter that they were alive,
Only that they disturbed the peace with their presence,
Scared the people.
Burned a cross on their bodies.
nobody wants to see them.
They are ugly.
they don't conform.
They will not silence themselves.
So we must silence them.
They are a lie.
We are true.
Monsters
Us their masters.
Masters of No man.
Of every man.
Who dares speak against us.
Of every woman and child who strays from the norm.
The will be shot down.
Weeded out.
And infection.
Am I?
have I a demon living with me
Like my mother says?
will I spend my eternity in hell for being who I am?
Do I deserve to be punished.
Do I.
I am born a woman
Born a man.
Born evil.
No innocence
Simply because I don't believe in the word of a book
Of a man
Of a rapist.
Murderer.
Adulterer.
Liar.
Cheater.
Thief
I am not who I am
I don't love because I love wrong.
I am evil.
I am
I am
I am
You tell me who I am And give me No choice in the matter.
Then hate me for not being who you want.
So take my life.
Take my choice away.
I am too young.
Until I am too old.
Too stupid to know.
To smart to think
My way or the gallows.
My way or No way at all.
So I'll meet you at the Gallows.
Because It's me I am.
Not you.
And I would die rather than be you.
I'll tie the rope myself
Make the knot.
And hang
Because in the light of a martyr comes a revolution
and it will see you hanged by my side.
Written by DancingAlone (Calum Oliver)
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