G A Y

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G A Y
Three letters
The same three letters that have ruined lives
Committed murder
Increases in suicide
Why wouldn't they accept me
Because I look at this girl with a different vision?
Because I don't conform to the ideals of your religion?
I don't see the problem.
What if the bible said Hetero equals no
Homo, a world where it was meant
Would you accept me more
Would there be less war
Would I still be a minority
I don't see what the problem is
Gay isn't just a phase
I am not trying to fit in
I am not trying to be anything
Except myself
But what if it was just a phase for me
Kids go through phases
Crawling
Lying
Puberty
So why is this one wrong?
F A G
the three letters that shake and revolt against my entirety.
I didn't ask for this
Like you didn't ask for your terrible marriage
Or having the flu.
I am not you
I will be who I want to be
I will see what I want to see in terms of the blonde girls beauty
I am ME
let me be
Let me sing a song so vague you can't decipher a story
COMING OUT
Two words
Without a doubt
The most horrifying thought in my mind
I could be rejected
Alone
And you want me to talk about my day mum?
It sucked
But I love a girl
That is why I am happy
But you don't want to hear me be all sappy
You want me to like boys
You want to hear about guys
The people I like
I can never tell you
Because then I'd have to lie
I am pan.
You don't know what that means
When you see my favorite people
You call them fags
I worry you will say that about me someday
What if I gave you my honesty
An honest story
Family equals forced love
Because you created me
So you have control
Right?
Your very own customized slave
Let me be who I want to be
For once
You never noticed the scars
Or the notes composed of suicide
So why won't you notice who I am for once
FOR ONCE
two words
Let me show you the truth
But that wouldn't be good
For anyone
So I'll close my mouth
And look away
Cause I can't stop being gay
But you don't know that
Not today
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You don't know what that meansWhen you see my favorite peopleYou call them fags I worry you will say that about me somedayWhat if I gave you my honestyAn honest storyFamily equals forced loveBecause you created me So you have controlRight?Your ver...

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