Every human that was born 
Came the way as I did
Differences existed 
But the women giving birth 
Felt the same pain 
Female or male 
Inside the womb felt the same
And I knew that 
My place was same as everyone

I came out, saw few faces 
Felt different stares 
Feeling different feelings
It felt weird
As they made great words 
And some hidden
Unknown and unseen things
As they established themselves 
A place for my existence 

I grew up, I guess 
It became more visible
The eyes of humans 
And their various versions of my future
Different from what I felt 
Which they seem to deem 
Unacceptable
And as those stares grew
I understood my own place 

But growth does goes in many ways 
So does how I see 
I closed my eyes that sees other 
And only looked at my heart 
I walked the path that I hidden deep 
I felt something I never felt 
Which I learned was love 
That I felt for myself 
A place for myself and my heart

This isn't some verse that is meant to defy any gods or culture
This is just a part of living
How can a man be called alive 
If his heart is dead
Humans before as, did live 
They lived the way they knew 
And it wasn't a rule, nor a custom
But a way they found to live 
To keep their own place.

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