If you really want to know me,

If you really want to understand me,

If you really want to see me,

Remove the glasses.

The glasses that weighted judgment

Of I, before you could know I.

The glasses that blur my image

Because of,

the whispers of the people.

The titles they gave me.

The titles I never wore.

The glasses that filter me out as,

Ugly, mean, angry.

Gossiper, cheater, stupid,

Bully, controlling, gay,

Lesbian, retarded, and a liar,

If you want to know me, remove those

Remove those glasses.

None of those are true.

Before any name that I have

There is me.

Soley me. 

Just like you are; I am also lost in a confusing world.

A hateful world

You are the same.

So don’t be part of this hateful world.

Remove those glasses.

Then you will notice.

The more you know about me,

The less you know about me,

But 

The more you know about yourself,