Poem -

Gay

Gay

If I wasn't gay would people care?

Would they actually let me breath the same air?

Could I actually go to school,

without people being so cruel?

Could I live in a world with no hate?

Maybe people would love me if I was straight.

It's not as easy as people think.

I can't just go to a shrink.

I didn't choose to be this way.

You really think I'd want to be gay?

I don't want attention,

I don't want fame.

This isn't some sort of game.

I am who I am and thats okay.

Most people don't see it that way.

I only wish I could be the same.

To have a wedding and it not be shamed.

I want to have kids and not be judged.

I don't want my reputation smudged.

But apparently I'm different now.

Sick in the head somehow.

Therapy and shock treatment for something that can't be fixed.

How did I get put into this mix?

Toxic and tragic,

that's my life.  

It's like I was stabbed in the back with a knife.

I'm gay,

what's wrong with that?

I get treated like some rat.

Using your holy books and your religion.

To fight against something that makes no difference.

Stop treating me like an old rag,

I want to be a human not a so called ‘fag’

Let that word have power and it gets to you.

But that words as good as whatever is stuck to the bottom of my shoe.

I love being this way.

I don't care what you say.

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Adriana Johnson

I know how bad it hurts and I completely understand. You speak for a million voices

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