Caught between pride and fear,
I want to be okay.
I want to stand
and fight for
what I believe.

I believe
everyone has
the right
to live
their life
free.

Free to be
who they really
are.

Yes, I believe.

And I'm proud
that you are
standing strong.

And I'm scared.
I'm afraid.
I'm... a little bit angry.

Is that okay?

I'm so proud of
you for standing strong,
but you know I'm not safe.

Stop putting me in the crosshairs.
Stop using me as a buffer,
when you know
I am not okay.

It's not fair of me to ask this.

So I won't.

But I don't know
if I'm strong enough
to survive
if this goes
up in flames.