Retired Poems(ages 13-16ish)

Wasn't Titled

Old poem, when I was full of hope about.. everything really. So positive <3

I was believing there was something wrong with me and people said gays this and that, and gays ruin everything and so on. People hated gays, everyone should, God hates gays- it's what I heard. One day I realized, I didn't care. I didn't care if anyone, whoever it was, didn't like it. I was going to be in love and do what I wanted to, screw anyone who disagrees with me. Growing up in a God fearing home and town, it was pretty hard to do.

-Courchesne.

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The wind still blows

It still carries strong scents

Round and round the Earth goes

Perfect now, just as then

　

The world is still safe, like yesterday

Intact, alive, moving, the planet we trust

The flowers, look, they've all stayed

Even now, even though, even since us

I still see the blinding sun, it rose warmly for me

They're still swaying, dancing, the apples on the trees

And I ran in the fields, still standing farther than I can see

Who would've known, along with us, the world can be

Quiet, loud, soft, lovely, it really doesn't matter

Screaming to the clouds, whispering gentle love

Perfection, risky, laughing, hearts beating faster

Who knew? We could've too came from above

　

They'll never tear you from my arms

I'm know I'm not quite as big as the planet

But I swear I'll keep you safe from harm

This life, we never could've planned it

I'd still trade it for nothing shown or hidden

If they just start to think even divine can stop us

I'll show them now, myself, this is just beginning

It can't end, take my word, my hand, me and trust

Trust that we've always meant to be

And nothing close to what they say

I know it when you hold me, I'm complete

And even when you're distant miles away