The Closet

Fri, 07/22/2016 - 16:51 -- mb1996

I can't be what I am

They won't see me for what I was

Shoved into a closed box, crammed

I don't wanna be their lost cause

I need an escape, a break

from this reality

My life at stake, can't relate

'cause I'm an abnormality

Day after day, an impostor

living a lie in a poster

yet my love won't foster

the truth, lodged in its holster.

The need to cope, the hope

to relate, keeps me writing

'cause sanity's about to elope.

But I'll keep fighting

the norms of this society.

Maybe share my love

and don the gloves

To stand

for my brothers and sisters

one day, because

I won't marry a mister

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
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