My Mother used to tell me,
"When a boy picks on you, he likes you"
She told me this every time I would come home and tell her a boy was being mean or bullying me.
Eventually other Girls started picking on me,
But this time when I told my Mother about it,
She told the principal.
How does it work?
I get picked on by a Boy, my Mother tells me they like me.
But when other girls pick on me. She reports them?
She tells me Girls should not like girls,
and Boys should not like boys
She tells me a girl is meant to grow into a women and become a mother
She tells me a Boy is meant to grow into a man and become a Father and a hard working man,
to be able to come home and have a warm cooked meal on his table not matter what time he comes home.
That's what I have been taught.
But when I went to middle school,
I seen boys dating boys and girls dating girls
I learned that what my Mother told me was not true.
I went to high school.
I seen young men dating other young men
and young women dating other young women
I seen people who wore all black and was picked on for what they wore.
I didn't know which group I belonged too
I joined the Girls and boys who wore all black,
There I made real friends
I learned there was this society called LGBTQ
I learned that a boy who wanted to be a girl was called Transgender.
And a girl who liked girls was called Lesbian.
I learned that a boy who liked boys was called gay.
And a girl who like both girls and boys was called bisexual.
But when I told them that what they were saying was not true and it should not be like that.
They looked at me funny so I told them what my Mother said;
one of the girls cried;
the others look sorry,
This is when I learned the sad truth.
The truth my Mother said was wrong,
The one I wanted to be apart of.
But I got scolded by my mother for wanting to be like them.

I was one of them