ardaviswriter:
You are still art even if nobody looks and sees yet.
You are still you when everyone looks away or pushes you down deep into a pool of darkness with one tether of light which is them, taunting.
They dont have the power. Nor the right. Nor the common decency.
No. They will throw their weapons at you, their insults and hate.
They will spew their anger like hot lava pouring directly into your heart.
But they will not give away what you gave away to be here today.
They will not know what it is like to be who you are, what you are in this time and place right now.
The minds of the mean are the minds of the weak and small.
They don’t want you to be taller than them.
You never said you were giving them a choice.
