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Blake Apr 2020
There is a girl who hides in the shadow, trying not to be heard
A boy is standing tall, but no one wants him.
Every day everyone says hi to the hidden girl but nothing to the strong boy.
They all call out hey Sophia but ever hi josh.
The world will only see what they want to believe is right.
The dying boy is standing firm with a smile.
While the hidden girls is just Trying to leave.
He is a trans man, but to the world, he is still A lonely girl.
Cody Haag Apr 2020
I weep for the children,
Nurtured in denial;
Taught to hate themselves,
As if living were a trial.

They say be yourself,
But don't be too bold.
You can express yourself,
But please fit our mold.

We love you unconditionally,
Unless you are gay.
For that is sinful,
You will surely pay.

Hypocrites raising children,
Are like a hammer to glass.
Destined to devastate,
Destined to smash.
Stop damaging your kids.
Cody Haag Apr 2020
He told me that he loved me,
But his actions said this:
"I love what you do for me,
Now give me a kiss."

"I will not help,
But I want this and that.
Don't you love me?
Please be my doormat."

And I did, because I loved you.
My family saw it before I;
They saw what you were doing,
How you made me want to die.

How you pushed them away,
So I would depend on you alone.
Your resentment quickly grew,
If they even called my phone.

I don't even think you knew
How controlling you became.
You made me question myself,
Made me feel I was insane.

And even now, though it's over,
You have a hold on me.
I hate to admit it, but truth is,
It is plain to see.
There is a different between loving someone and loving being taken care of.
Cody Haag Apr 2020
Boy with blue eyes,
Break my heart.
Your plush lips
Are a work of art.
Lost in your scent;
Cool breath, pure smile.
It holds me in place,
Yet makes my heart travel a mile.
Kiss away my tears,
And pull me tight.
If this is wrong,
I don't want to be right.
Why is it so difficult to find a guy? It's always about ***, I swear.
Hannah Apr 2020
I remember you pulling me back to you in the morning, any morning, pulling your head to my chest and i would ask if you were happy there and you would nod. Using the movement to wedge yourself closer to me, i would kiss the crown of your head and this unrestricted happiness would wave over me. I would push my exit to the last possible minute, i wanted to stay in that bed with you for as long as i could, to absorb as much of this half-awake love as i could. You were happy in my arms, with your head nuzzled in my collar bones. I only got that sappy kind of love out of you in the mornings, or when you were completely smashed, when you were half-awake and your inhibitions weren’t telling you to stop wasting precious resources on someone who can’t shape your future. I only got this kind of love out of you when you were purring sweet little childish sleeping sounds into my skin, when the words “i love you” don’t even need to be said because i knew with all of my being that this spot is exactly where i was supposed to be. Even now, i’m not even sure i was wrong to think that. I’m not holding out for you, i’m just missing your love, even a love I only got in the morning.
Sh Apr 2020
If I told you I could love,
Would you finally be happy?
See me grovel at your feet, submit to your delusions of
The perfect world in the palm of your hand.

If I told you I could lust,
Would I satisfy your thirst with my lies?
Sweet drops of honey covered deception, the sting solely in my heart.

Could I live like this, I wonder.
If only I could face the road of rotten land, live in the shadows and the muck of sweet lies,
Of honey covered poison.
I want to be unapologetic
Yet, I continue to apologize
For every difference that they see
Increases the need to compromise

From what I wear to how I sleep
Or what is deemed a healthy size
From then on, I understood
That I lived only to be described

I apologize again for my differences
Next time, I will improve my disguise
For the sake of your own comfort
I will keep putting aside mine

I look up to their condescending stares
They will never be satisfied
I escape into my solitude
I am not something for you to define

I am tired of advocating for myself
Without the support of family ties
Finding more hate in my own growth
As though I live to be ostracized

My attempts to calm my abnormalities
In order to sooth those who penalize
To make room for all of their expectations
To create another profitable merchandise

They have taught me to pursue
A personality so idealized
While they heavily persuade me
To carve a body to sexualize

Only to be rewarded with a life
Where I am only patronized
Filled with the inequalities
That are completely normalized

I retreat into my inner world
The place where I fanaticize
Of a space where I can breathe
With the encouragement to try

I am not broken, just discouraged
Of those who antagonize
Minorities and their differences
Who then live demoralized

I don't want to be given a role
With a life script to memorize
Or submit myself to a narrative
That can easily be summarized

Do not confide me to a label
Just so you can stigmatized
Those labels are not my name
I deserved to be recognized

I do not wish to be put on a pedestal
As another icon to be advertised
I only wish for your understanding
Just enough to be humanized
heavenlyanha Apr 2020
When the rain falls and runs down the perfect curves of your body,
I grow jealous of the sky.
Why? because it gets do to what i long for at night.

-Imitation at its best
                                              -h.a
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