Unlearning

A mistake for them, for you, it's a crime. Only you've seen it done, countless times. Normal things, you claimed were my sins. I felt those crimes. I did, but didn't mean. A small spark, it burned you like a flame. When you noticed what you feard in them. I had kept repeating, that it's not all men. Now myself alone, count as three in them. Just to make a sound. It scares me now. Every step I take, always wrong somehow. I fight them too, the norms that you hate. Unlearning fake privilege, that they made. Hopeful for that day, when you'll see me. Being proud of my days, and living freely. As a new person, of whom you could claim. One piece from it, that'll credit your name. You might be wondering how I know that you're awesome! Because I know you read this via RSS.