chalk it up to my
impressionable, young, hormonal age
but my r a g e toward you has nothing to do
with the numbers in which my life does range.
your homophobic bullshit -
love is love to you, as long as one is a man
and the other a woman.
it's all fine, though,
as long as they don't stand too close.
a person cannot decide who they are
"it's all marked by the x and y"
because to you, their life is not their own,
they've got mental disorders and this makes them retarded.
damn, do you hear yourself?
you've never dealt a day
with any of these things yet you feel you're an expert.
but i think you a bigger fool
than those who blow against the
wind and expect the world to bend
to their will.
YOU ARE READING
the Angry Girl
Poetrysome things are better off unsaid but they were tossed in my head so i decided to scream. Original content. Lowercase intended throughout the book. Previously titled "Tossed Thoughts". Highest Rank: 4 in Poem, Poetry
