Pounding in my chest Pounding all around A thumping, beating noise Reaches from my shoes To my heart To my mouth Which is connected to hers As we hear my favorite song Played by our favorite band And the cheers for equal love Are heard above all.
These are the moments that I realize how gay I really am...
There once was a lesbian named Zoë, Who was born in a month quite snowy. She has glasses on her face, Enjoyed a warm embrace, And her smile was big and glowy.
I just came out to my English teachers using this poem.