"upond" poems
The world seen in black white
People never fighting for what’s right
Discrimating one another
for not being like the others
The only way to fit in
Is to hide who you are from within
But if I weren’t gay would people care?
Would they actually let me breathe the same air?
Could I actually go to school,
without people being so cruel?
Maybe people would accept me if I were straight
It’s not easy like people think
It seems I’m always upond a brink
I didn’t choose to be this way,
You really think I’d want to be gay?
I don’t want attention,
I don’t want fame,
This isn’t some sort of game.
I am who I am and that’s okay.
Most people don’t see it that way.
I only wish I could be the same.
I want to have a wedding and it not be ashamed,
I want to have a kids and not be judged,
I don’t want my reputation smudged.
It seems like not being me is the best option
instead of being seen as someone broken who cannot function.
People will try to fix me but won’t see I’m not broken
Instead of seeing I just want to be me out in the open.
But I am gay,
And that’s okay
I’m not a disease, it’s not an infection
Instead open your arms and show some affection
Despite being some sort of “misfit”
We’re equal regardless of how you see it.
Feb 3, 2018
Feb 3, 2018 at 11:34 AM UTC
Day light shines upond my face
As I look at them with grace.
My daughters laugh and smile gratefuly
As savannah hands them to me.
Every day is always the same
Everymorning
Dressing, both the girls and I
Cooking up breakfast and going to school.
Every afternoon
I go to school, go to work
As Savannah takes care of the girls.
Every night
I come home to the three girls in my life
Feed them, bathe the twins, and play with them.
When bedtime comes around
I tuck them in give them hugs and kisses
and tell them a story.
Jan 18, 2011
Jan 18, 2011 at 11:39 AM UTC