I'm one of you. I'm not different. I'm a human like everyone else but since I was born in a city, where they don't know anything about people who just don't care about the things they do, my life became dangerous. All the time they made me feel like I'm a weak person, with comments and with looks. It made me feel unsafe and afraid. All alone without family and friends. I had to run away, just to be safe and alive. I lost everything I had.
For five days I walked with strangers, without food or comfort. I wore this hat and sticks and stuff got caught in it. The others, they were not strangers to one another. They were families doing this together. But me, I am alone. I’m just a person who dreams, who wants to live in peace, in safety. I was born gay. It’s not a choice. And I didn’t choose to be born in the wrong country where gays are exposed to violence and assault. I didn’t choose to be born in the Middle East. And I didn’t choose religion. My family did. I haven’t done anything wrong. All this just happened to me.
Now I’m being deported from Sweden and I have to stay in a camp with people I ran away from. It’s all so strange to me, but one thing is sure. I will never change, this is who I am. One day everything will be amazing, I will become the artist I dream of being and I will be a positive role model. A gay one.