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Sep 2013
She said that he thinks that
I don't like him.
That I don't want to
Date him nor
Be his homecoming date.
I sigh at the thought because
I know it's true.
All I'm doing is hurting
Him and I hate every
Second of it.

I want to be happy
Also but it's so hard cause
I know what I want but
It can never happen.
And as for being gay,
Well, my parents would
Rather me die than
Be who I am.

The big question is:
Who am I?
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