i'm trying to stand tall and still
while you stare at me here,
why do you have to make me feel ill -
why should i be ashamed of being queer?
do you think the love i feel is a sin
that i need to turn into someone new,
why shouldn't i touch my lover's skin -
why shouldn't i say "i love you too"?
standing here i'm holding my lover's hand
while you give me a disapproval glance,
why is it so hard for you to understand
that my love too deserves a chance?
i'm trying to stand still and tall
while people judge my every move,
i no longer care about you all -
it doesn't matter if you don't approve.
YOU ARE READING
dandelion in a storm
Poetrya collection of poems by me to read whenever you feel happy, sad, cozy, or just in the right mood. 🕊 - find me on instagram: @elizabethbagirov cover by: @flowsofly
