Why does society choose to down people for the things that they feel? For love cannot be controlled or explained It is an animal, wild and untamed. It knows no age, gender, race, or name. There is a thin line between right and wrong, Yet it is an abstract line. Love can never be wrong, in any shape, fashion, or form. However, many people of this generation. Intertwine the denotations of 'love' and 'lust'. Lust being on the border line, Love at the peak of righteousness. Yet no one wants to accept me. For now I feel- my nature, my lifestyle. It makes me want to yell, scream. It is my life which I will do with as I please. Because my desicions only determine wheter my soul will fly in the greatest paradise. I refuse to let society mess with a beautiful thing. The prettiest thing I have and ever will see: MY HAPPINESS.