They told me I wasn't good enough. They made me feel like I didn't belong. So I retreated to a quiet place and silenced my song. I heard others crying, too. Maybe I wasn't so alone. Maybe I do have a voice that's worth hearing. Love is a human right. Hate is a human wrong. Respect is needed today, not tomorrow. Since I forgot how to speak, I express my words through art form. The colors are my song: Love wins. We are all beautiful.