I'm Aggressive, Gay, and Hungry. (Hangay?)

Hear

Can you hear me?

I cant.

How are you feeling?

My feelings are my fears.

I think I'm a quack.

They think it's for the attention

Sometimes

Sometimes

It's real

At least to them.

Why aren't my feelings valid?

Why must they fight me.

The two of them feel my path isn't right.

They feel my path is wrong.

But only some of the time.

Sometimes I am brilliant.

Sometimes I am simply trash on the floor.

But that's ok.

Wanna know why?

Fuck them.

I know who I am

Along with my believes

And fuck them.

They can't hear me over themselves anyway.

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