You don't understand why
Other gays are loud
You hate it when
They sound effeminate
You call them names
You won't even speak
Because you can't
For the life of you see it
From their points of view
That life is colorful
And that diversity
Is amazing
You box yourself into thinking
That being masculine
Is the way
That it's okay to be gay
If one is not out
Or acts like you do
That they should speak
Like a straight guy
And has a build that could break
Someone in two
Or someone who looks rough outside
And acts rough from the inside too
Someone who's outlook
Is the same as you
You hate it when
Gay guys hit on you
Especially if he's got makeup on
And you tend to mansplain
How they should act
How they should speak
How they should dress
Why it's not okay
To be loud
To be fem
To be them
You think they're toxic
In the already toxic world
Without realizing
It's people like you
Who are poison
YOU ARE READING
Snippets
PoetryPoems and random stuff during times that I feel sad or in love and something in between.
