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Jan 2013
I am tired of all this ******* flying through the fan
I closed the closet door so I can be a “man”
Alone in the darkness
I start to get a thought
I shouldn’t be locked up here
Cause my people, they fought

I’m tearing the hinges, cracking the walls
Loving who I want shouldn’t be against the law
You spit out words, you make violent actions
But loving a man gives me satisfaction
So we will pour are love to put out your matches

You tell me that I should stop thinking stupid things
But these are not thoughts, they are my feelings
They can’t change, and though this might sound cliché
I was born this way, I am sorry your son was born gay
But stop hating, stop degrading, stop trying to change me
Cause I am a human, a human being
Cause I am not a puppet and you the master pulling the strings
I am not a robot who can’t feel a thing
Your words hurt though I might not show
They always hit me high, the middle, and low
And you know,
I just might end up leaving

You can take me as I come
And we can try to fix what got broken
But none of it will ever be forgotten
And no forgiveness cause you weren’t jokin’

Or you can leave me
Like I am trash that needs to be taken out
You can cut me from the pictures
You can scrub me from your memories
Anything to make me gone
Frankly I don’t care
Because either way
No matter what you do
I will be me
I will be free
The choice is up to you
Suppose to be a rap :P
Francisco DH
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Francisco DH  21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina
(21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina)   
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