As I stay in step on my left, right, left and I journey in proper step, walking up and down these prison steps and stairs, being nonbinary like I am, I receive peculiar looks and stares, sometimes it feels unfair, but I am — they, them, their.
I watch myself often, feeling by myself, ostracized, characterized by world wide lies, but still I rise, each and every day, able to look myself in the eyes.
I am outside of society’s so-called binary system because I refuse to listen to their business, which is none of my business. I am a nonbinary business representative to the fullest, even from behind these prison walls, I stand tall, strong as a great wall and they can’t touch me with a ten foot pole.
The great Suten Blackgold is who I am. I know that all I am is everything that I am.
Being a voice for the LGBTQIP community, I have a duty to contribute to our very important cause. I will teach, preach and reach, even if I’m trapped in the belly of the beast, I need you to feel me deep down in your soul, all the way to the tip of your toe.
“Pain, joy, glory…” Nonbinary, fluid trans, pansexual, non-conforming people, are not performing for the crowd, however, we just wanna live our complicated live out loud.
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