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They say that love always wins,
but sometimes I can't be sure.
I want to believe the world can be a safe place for me,
but when I'm downtown for open mic, it's always:
Check your skirt length.
You tell me you know the definition of sin.
Your eyes water red with blood that is not yours to spill;
the tears, having overcome the chasm of your flesh,
leak onto Leviticus before you and seep
Meaning to my existence flees from me
Must I decide from various notions
When decisions are my own cup of tea
Based on preference, not by promotions
someone asked me the other day
when i told them i was gay
if i could really truly prove it
and i knew, that i could do it
i know from the way i describe the way her hips swing from side
It started with a book
All good things start with a book
I read the story that changed
my way of thinking
The way we are sheilded
In this "accepting" society.
Look where I am now
You showed me how to love myself
You gave me support
You were there when I told my mom the truth
You broke my heart
School is starting and i'm a mess
Nobody understood me before.
Awkward. Child. Girl.
Nobody understands me now.
Awkward. Teen. Boy.
Nobody will ever understand me.
Awkward. Adult. Man.
Some people think I am daring.
Life's a trip when you're queer, But the road needs re-paving,Not a dull moment here,society's ranting and raving."All fags go to hell!""OMG let's go shopping!"Oh my soul I would sell,
My aunt works long days and nights
Scouring pages of legalities
To protect each human’s rights
Because she couldn’t stand idle and watch fatalities
Gained from hovering oppression and plight
the heel of your shoe
beneath my chin
it rests, smothering
all joy within
and choking the breath
containing my sin,
or so called,
by the unrest
who with lonely lungs
To the man that I call my father,I know how you feel,I don't mean to put you out there,but some of us are in fear.
Many more are like you,hopefully these words will help you hear,
normal people
(poems go here) Just end it already,
The statement rings in my ears,
As I sit here writing this letter to you,
I want to do it,
Why not end it now?
I always think of it why not now?
Bullyied
When I felt the first hit I cried
When I heard the first word I sighed
But what did you do?
You just, just lied
You never got to know me.
You would never even try.
You told me that you would rather
I just go home and die.
I do not wear the same skin as youbut our struggles, they are similar.You see, while you are outcastfor the way you look, the color of yourouter shell; I am turned away for whom I love.
We’re still friends, right? You ask, letting the death knell ring.
Your body was my battlefield
The curves of your waist drew me in, made me cling,
Like a fly to rotting, raw, marbled meat, to a crumbling caricature
