Thoughts on people

The things they say, they way they react,
the way that people treat you.

It all changes when they find out one little thing about you.
Suddenly you're an outcast.
Now they can't talk to you,
Now they can't respect you.

What did you do but reveal that there is something about you?
That you didn't care what they thought, and you thought they wouldn't care?
Instead you're shunned,
Treated as a lesser equal,
and told many times over that what you are doing is wrong.

I do not care,
I am my own person.

So treat me however you want,
I now know that the people who look at you differently are the fools.
I know the people who don't understand you're still the same person,
they are the ones who won't enjoy life's little things.

If they won't enjoy my company anymore,
I do not force it upon them,
but I expect them to still respect me as the same person I was.

I am no longer an innocent.
I am no longer the sheltered.
I have some knowledge now, to understanding what makes a person cool.
Not by what they do,
but by how they treat a friend differently after one thing that you did not even force upon them.

Let's fuck the world, so we may host another party.
Who is the one who would say otherwise?