I don’t mind what you think,

or how  you dress,

or what shows give you the chills.


What I despise is the cruel,

the careless and the neglect

that hidden brings that silent pain

to those who hang on with a thread.


I care not for your politics or

what stuff you choose to drink,

and I don’t give a fuck what turns 

you on or with what friends you want to hang.


What boils me up is when you don’t give

a shit about who you hurt and the destruction

inward felt, or when someone needs you to reach out

and say it’s okay but you just turn your head.


So go ahead and be yourself, be whatever

you want to be.


Be whatever it is that makes you you,

but that doesn’t include cruel.