I have begun my own quiet war, my silent scream of being lost in this body that is not my body

I am one who leaves the table like a man, sitting like the man I was meant to be right leg resting on left knee

I can go to sleep – wake up, never having to worry about what people think or say because my eyes are closed

I never belonged here anyway.

No one can make me cry tears of self-hatred, anyone can think I’m strange but I embrace my strangeness

No one to scream at me when they see me out in the dark leaning against a girl

Without them thinking I’m confused – without someone saying it’s wrong

Without the haters waiting for me to make a mistake when all I want,

All I want – is to love, to love my significant other like everyone else does

And no one to say that it is wrong, no one to call me confused

The haters will never understand why I have gone away to come back

For the ones I left behind in the closet

For the ones who cannot come out because their families are the haters

This writing will set us free