This is a writing by me about "the need to come Out" for lgbtqia+ people. It's frustrating sometimes, I feel love is stupid because I feel I'm different, and I can relate to none. for an example - when my female friends talks about males, and "crush...
Why do I need to be so obvious? Can't you just understand? I'm not the one you think of me. I'm the one who is "me".
Why is it so tiring to belong? From somewhere you didn't want to. What if I just tell you that I like girls? Will you take it or just ignore my words?
Keep shut, talk more. I feel so good by my own. Blissful, happier. When I love who I am.
Why do I have to come out? You didn't mind when "he" liked "her". Why does it matter if I'm a "her". And I fall for somebody's daughter?
Why do I need to apologize? (did you?) You didn't, when you hated them for who they loved. Why do I need to do then? Just because I love her instead of him?
Be smart, don't show off. You make me feel so dumb. Night sky, bright mind. I pretend ,so much , it's terrifying.
Is it that hard to feel? I just don't like "him"! Why do I feel so bad for me? Feels like I'm so different than them.
Silent, misgendered. I'm not a boy, I'm not a girl even. Come out, show us. Why can't I just be in the middle, behind your eyes?!
Danger, bad girl. Why do I fear my future? Timeline, change it. I wanna get myself out of here.
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Why do I have to come out? You didn't mind when he liked her. Why does it matter if I'm a "her". And I fall for somebody's daughter.
Why can't I be like them? cause I don't wanna be 'em. Still I envy those who find this so easy. 'cause it's so badly hard for me.
Soft lips, sweet skin. Why are they so beautiful if loving them was a sin? Sinister, just a phase. Why call it a phase? When I am so into them.
Why does the TV shows show kisses? Only Between him and her? Why does she never fall for her? (To protect Children) (well, the children already knows)
Stranger, depression. I don't feel to get out of bed. Stalker, effusive. I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK.
Overwhelmed, vision. I daydream about the world.. Shining, beautiful. My emotions feels like explosions.
Was it so dark? Always so dark? I feel so dull, always so dull. Will I ever make it out? Of this very darklight.
Can I live my life? Only a life, which belongs to only me. It's my life, no one else is the admin here. Do I get to choose my options? Do I get to live my life the way I want to? Why does others get to plan it? It's my life, only mine, only one. I want to live till I'm done.
Closeted, closet. It's so colorless out here. Can I live in or live out? 'cause I want to be found. (let me out) (let me out). ╯﹏╰
