i’m not the victim, but i’ve witnessed every single crime against women and the dreaded gay community. humiliation makes me walk eyes staring at the ground. i’m not the victim, but sometimes i yell at myself. i’m not faultless, my actions once spoke inappropriately, but i have recognized we’re all parts of the answer. it made me better while it somehow made me realise i’m not the victim, but sometimes i yell at myself. if you take me as a threat, well your d-mn right, i am. a threat to your established conceptions about the weak and the strong. everyday my country steels, my country rapes, my country kills with lies. so if you take me as a threat, well your d-mn right i am.