All weekend, I was hanging out with friends, when I've been so used to everyone being too busy for me, or have friends that they can do drugs with (I don't do drugs or drink, so a lot of times, this is a turn off for people). Both days, they were asking "Are you ok?" because I was really uncomfortable being out and about with people, as it had been a while since people wanted to be with me. I also have a strong fear of being in a relationship, I believe it is because of my ex, who had assumed after we had our first kiss, we were going to get married. There was a lot of emotional trauma, as he was a homophobe, and hated the fact that I was not straight. Because of this, I believe that is where my fear of relationships came from. But yesterday, a friend called me to tell me another friend liked me, and she even came on the phone to confirm this. I am deathly afraid and don't know what to do.

This is about my uncle. I've only met him in person once, but he always responds to my statuses on Facebook, and is always there for me when I'm upset. I figured he deserved a poem.

It seems like lately even the people who I considered friends are standing up for people who hate white people because A white person did something. Because of course, we're all the same, right? I feel that if I even stand up for myself I get shot down and labeled a racist. Throughout my life, I've had 3 best friends. They've all been Mexican. I have 2 step siblings, and they are half black. Even though we have a huge age difference, I still consider them my siblings. Race isn't even a part of it. But people don't look at these things, they look at my skin color. Because I'm white, even if I support people of other races, there's still the checkered past of American white people that follows me everywhere. I guess if I just don't talk to anyone, I can't say anything wrong right? I feel oppressed, because people throw what other people have done in my face and claim I am the same. And everyone says white people aren't oppressed. Because, how can you be oppressed if people in history with the same skin color have oppressed others?

I've always found it interesting when people make poems like this, I made mine a bit more obvious, but if you're having trouble understanding what I mean by this, I spelled the title out along the side. For those of you who noticed, good job, again, I tried to make it obvious with the line spacing.