The Loss a place to call home

These issues running through my head. I can’t help but make them feel like they’re my own. The bull shit that you went through, like life has lied to you. I wish I could make them my own, Just to know that you’re not alone. I’ve been a thousand places. I know your hopeless now. I’ve seen a thousand faces. Your families not around. There’s no reason to live, because your friends turned away. The fact is it’s bullshit and just be you. Love is a feeling not a preference and I hope everyone will understand this someday. But for now it’s ignorant assholes that do their best to take your rights away. I feel as people we’ve come far, don’t change my mind, learning to truly accept what people are. I’ll fight for equality and honesty, just because everyone deserves a family.