Who are you to say that Jesus doesn't love me
Just because I'd rather kiss girls instead of boys
Who are you to say that all lives matter
When your white brothers and sisters and parents and grandparents and cousins and aunts and uncles and friends and lovers are not being taken night after night with no justice
Who are you to decide whether scared individuals who are seeking refuge in our country are all dangerous
Who are you to judge a person's life when you've never stepped in their shoes or walked on their road
You are supplying the sticks and throwing the stones
Who are you to say that millennials are the problem
When we just want to fight so our children and grandchildren will be able to breathe clean air and have a better education and be treated equally no matter what
Who are you to say that my tattoos make me ugly
When your personality does that to you all on its own
Who are you to stay silent
Don't you know being neutral in arguments of oppression puts you on the side of the oppressor
Who are you to say that I can just get over it
My mental illness is not a common cold. I can't take medicine and be all better. I am not sniffling and coughing. I am suffocating on my thoughts. They want me to drown so you tell me to breathe but I am underwater.
Who are you to say that my scars make me ugly
My scars outline my past and they are the tracks that I almost fell off of but didn't. They remind me where I've been and remind me why I'm here. My scars are beautiful.
Who are to say that you and I are equal
When I have to work harder but still end up making less money
Who are you to judge me based on how I look
My weight does not define my worth and I am perfect regardless of what the scale says
Who are you to prematurely deny my entrance into heaven
When all sin is equal and your judgment will soon turn against you
Who are you to deny equal rights
It's not cake. More rights for someone else does not equal less rights for you.
Who are you to criticize my love
When it's just love and love is love is love is love
Who are you to correlate skin color with personality or character
Pigment is pigment and you should look in the mirror before you judge a book by its cover
Who are you to mock the working class when my parents gave me everything even though they had nothing and here I am in college proving everyone wrong
Who are you to say that I, or anyone, can't do anything we set our minds to
Who are you to stop our dreams
Who are you? Are you ashamed or guilty?
Who are you?
Are you afraid? Afraid someone might ask who you are?
