So yeah,
This is me
The real me
The lesbian
The girl who likes to kiss girls
The faggot
Here I am
In all my glory
Speaking out to you
Coming out to you
Dear mother
You brought me shoes
That were the color of the rainbow
That were the color of my soul
I thought that you finally came around
To acceptance
To me that was a sign
To spread my wings
To go online and order lesbian attire
To shop my lesbian heart out
I thought I could finally tell you
Dear mother
That I have met someone
that I love dearly
That loves me dearly
That makes me happy
I thought I could ask you
If I could get my flag
If I could put it up on my wall
So everyone could see me as who I am
So that I can yell out "This is me,
This is who I am!"
You looked at me in fear and shock
Just after reading about the shoes
"Those shoes didn't make you gay do they?
Do kids say anything?"
Mother ponders , worried about her good graded daughter and her own rep
"No," I reply, thé nature of my voice shaky
I took the shoes as an acceptance sign
Then you, mother, turns it into a sign of hate
And I will not change
Even for you mother
I will continue to be me
to like girls
To be free
I will never be the child that you crave
That you yearned for
That you had so desperately prayed for to be perfect
Marry the perfect man
perfect wedding
happy ending
Not this
This is me
And I LOVE me
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
A Teacher's Dream
PuisiPlease note that this book is for a contest entry and is solely based on real life, my life to be in-fact and was written by a tenth grader (me), and inspired by a tenth graders dream (mine). ---------------- This isn't just a dream come true for me...