Identity

You can take away

My name

My gender

Mute my voice

Or deafen me

To the truths and lies

But you can not

Steal away my 

Courage

Because that's what I have

In abundance.

That's what is my

Identity

[P.S. : Because one of my closest friends asked me to write the situations which make me put this piece together, I'll be starting here. It's not just a few words describing courage and identity for me. Lately, I've been working with some differently abled and transgender friends, and have got to know about the humane qualities they possess, and the meaning of identity for them. Some are mute and deaf, others are transgenders and so on, but they don't always let themselves be defined by their external features, and they don't need to do too much to make us believe that these things are just a cover, but the real gift is the person that resides inside the cover. It doesn't affect them now, how they're perceived by others. Their courage speaks volumes when their throat doesn't make them speak, or when their bodily features confuse them of their gender. I was posting a picture with all of them on Instagram, and I put this as my caption. Later when I went through the post again, I realized that it made much more sense. Now it might make more sense to you too after reading this description.]