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.