I want to fight.
Fight for my rights.
My rights as a woman,
My rights as a not straight person,
My rights as a mentally ill person.
I want to fight.
Fight for the rights of my friends.
Their rights as not white people,
Their rights as not cisgender people,
Their rights as neuro divergent people.
I want to fight.
Fight against climate change,
Fight against mass extinction,
Fight all these people saying that I am not good enough.
I want to fight.
But I can't.
Because I'm dead.
Every time I close my eyes, I wish to not open them again.
Every time I open my eyes, I long for the night, so I can't close them again.
That is why they should fear me.
I'm already dead,
I have nothing to lose.
I can't fight.
But I will destroy.
