And in uttering that Excellently executed truth You become an artist too
Just because I am queer doesn't mean I am queer for you
Sewn together patterns, like many clashing moods, She wears what No others dare
Birds shouldn't be able to find tears They are the definition of freedom
Oh, I know that I'll never be perfect I'm just alive
Care: not carnage Love: not loathing Peace: not pieces
