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There are words inside me that aren't mine.
Shame rooted in bigotry that I wish I wasn't raised in
I know who I am and nothing will ever change it.
But how do I get rid of a voice that I hate so much,
That means so little to how proud I am
To like girls.
Being out of the closet and then thrown back in
Hurts when I just want to be accepted.
One day,
All I can hope is I would be loved by the girlfriend
I don't know yet.
Maybe I was meant to go through hell and back with unsupportive parents
To end up picking up the puzzles
I've deserved all along.
So to my future girlfriend I hope you find me soon
I've been alone and hurting for a long time
You are the hole in my life that would make
Some meaning in this confusing world.
I love you...

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