Confused.
First day of class
Stand and say your name
But how can I simple say a name
when the ones around me
call me so much more
Fag, gay, disgusting
Time after time
The names become familiar
And you wonder - are those my names?
Should I stand tall and say fag
When that's all the peers see?
How do I know who I am
When the ones around make fun
Do they see the pain it causes me
Do they wonder?
Do I call them mean, nasty, and cruel?
Is that the name they are given?
Do any of us truly have a name?
Why so much hate and confusion.
I wish I knew, I wish.
Confused.
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