I .... be me

This world is called destiny.
The thread that ties everything is wrapped in a tragic and terrible prejudice:
Hatred, jealousy, pride, FEAR, all ending in tears.
As darkness enveloped the quori of any person or if a tear will be paid to those who have suffered too much in an unfair manner, the light will come forward to save us all and do justice in this dark and terrible world.

This world is now made ​​of stupid rules, asurde religions and terrible conformism.
What do people know what it means to be truly free, and especially what it means to love.
Today we live in ever more obscure where being different is becoming a crime or worse.
You feel like giving wrapped chains made of useless values ​​while in tea shines a desire that others can not understand and do not want to accept.

I want to get rid of this taboo and say freely without being hated my given no.
But if the world does not want to hear or will not accept me for who I am then not be able to move forward.

I always pray to God that one day my family can understand and can accept me for who I am.
Especially that my love is not evil, but as wonderful as many.