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Jason Ridpath
You can't be what you are, because what you are can't be labelled by a labeller.
How can a labeller label itself.
You need another labeller to label it.
Then another to label that.
You can choose your own label.
You can even let destiny choose them.
You can even be led by the stars.
Let your environment chew you up.
Placed in box
Told this is where I belong
Labelled like a item
But can't fight them
Told to be lady like
Told I can't fight
Told to be a porcine doll
Pulled along
But back to the labels we go
Love is love
That's not wrong
Yet told to follow along
To be packed up
In our card board cages
Gay straight must all be labelled
Wrapped up and trapped
"nobody cares about your weekend."
but i do...
"nobody wants you here."
but i do...
"nobody cares unless you're pretty or dead."
but i do!
"nobody cares about the presidential race."
but i do...
what am i suppose to think?
what am i suppose to do?
according to the world i'm a nobody because i care
my feelings for something puts me in the category of a nobody
are we all nobody's?
for caring?
for wanting something?
for having feelings?