Mr. President - LezzieLexi2...Come here,Mr. President - LezzieLexi2...9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let me show something.
And look over this crowd.
What do you see here?
"Good Americans who vote,"
"Well dressed, business
Yes, that is who they are.
Now take a look
What do you see?
"A sea of rainbow,"
"Too much pride,"
I am bringing up
From either crowd.
Look at this woman
What do you see?
"A hard working
Who knows what she's doing."
Yes, she is.
Now look at this man.
What do you see?
"A gay man
Who flaunts everything
And a man who
begs for marriage
And is too proud
For his own good"
That is where you
This man is a gay man,
But he is also a hard working
Who knows what he's doing.
This is a hard-working
But she is also
Who flaunts it
When shes done with work
Q and A - Anonymous"Why?" that is my ultimate question.Q and A - Anonymous9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I know the answers.
Q: "Why am I so scared?"
A: We live in a small town, people can't know we're "different."
Q: "Why does my heart speed up every time I hear your voice?"
A: You're voice is one of the most beautiful sounds on earth.
Q: "Why can't I tell you how I feel?"
A: I am scared you will reject me, you don't like women much.
Q: "Why do I hate your ex, even though your better off without him?"
A: He broke you're heart. You still love him. I wish you would love me instead.
Q: "Why do I always hope you'll call when I am down?"
A: You know what to say to make me feel better… and I love talking with you.
Q: "Why can't I talk to everyone about how great you are?"
A: We are both women, and we are both still in the closet.
Q:"Why can't I leave Him to be with you?"
A: I Love Him too
But the most important answer to "WHY" is:
Because I Love You.
Because I love two people, totally
Two Brides in Flowing GownsWill I ever wear a white wedding dress,Two Brides in Flowing Gowns11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And live like a princess, if just for mere hours?
I gaze in the window display,
Seeing my face on the manikin,
And imagine—dancing with my beloved.
A soft hand slips into mine, urging me on.
"Let's go—it's getting cold."
We ignore the stares given by passerbyers
Wondering if we are who they think we are.
"Darling, don't worry," a voice whispers in my ear,
Between this sudden rain, I can barely hear—
But the warmth of our bodies protects me.
Another stare throws me off,
"It's about love," they say. "Commitment. Loyalty."
Though are they the ones out here?
Gazing at their reflection in a bridal-shop window,
Knowing their spouse wouldn't fit in the selected tux?
Someone whistles, like we're freezing for fun,
And that only makes me warmer inside.
"Dearly beloved," or so they say—
Were 'they' thinking of us when these were written?
"Darling," that voice again whispers to me.
"Are you cold? Or maybe—"
'No,' I think. Anything but that.
Your warmth is mo
MotherYou made me in an act of love.Mother7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You had me,
swore to raise me.
Brought me up,
your little girl,
swore you'd love no matter what.
Guess what, Mom.
You love me, right?
What do you mean,
No, this isn't
No, I can't just like boys.
This is nothing
to be ashamed of.
What do you mean,
yes it is?
I'm your daughter.
You love me, right?
What do you mean,
This is part of who I am.
Did you just tell me,
Chapter 4 - RevisedAfter watching a bit of TV, I went back to my bedroom and paced the small amount of floorspace at least a hundred times over. I wanted to make sure that I made the right impression on her father, not to mention not making a fool of myself in front of her.Chapter 4 - Revised7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Just then my mom walked into the house and I sat on my bed and pretended to be reading a book. She knocked on my door and stepped in.
How was your day at school?
It was fine. Anna, the girl I was talking about last night, wants me to apply at Round-A-Bout Records where she works. I thought I'd check it out, so I'm going to head down there later, I replied.
What time do you want me to pick you up afterwards?
No thanks, mom. I'll just walk. It's fine, really. I added as it looked like she was about to retaliate.
She walked out and closed the door behind her and I stood in front of the mirror. I opened up a few of
Colors BrightlyNews pagesColors Brightly7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Boys Love Story 2 - known-se..You dont lie much, do you? Cameron whispered, waiting until he was sure Robins mom was gone before speaking normally. I can tell. He said with a playful snicker.Boys Love Story 2 - known-se..8 years ago in Teen More Like This
Robin looked over at him, Ive never needed to. He answered.
Lucky bitch, he laughed, grinning and entwining his fingers behind his head. Im jealous.
Not necessarily. He said, looking up at the ceiling, And dont be.
Why? Cameron asked curiously, seriously wanting to know. Give me a reason not to.
Ive never had to lie because I usually dont leave the house. He said.
How come? Cameron always hated vague answers.
Ive never had any reason to. He said, Ive never had any friends...and seeing other people with friends is just...
He slid his back down the wall until he was sitting, his elbows resting on his knees, Just what
Never Believe -1337M457312Fade in ---Never Believe -1337M4573128 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays More Like This
Prince song playing in background
Two women sitting in a van, driver and passenger. Driver is mother, passenger 16yearold daughter.
-looks at radio-
who plays this?
Isnt he bisexual?
So? Thats evil! How can you just say so?
Youve been hopelessly corrupted by society
What is this world even coming to?
Now I expect youll be telling me all about your friends
That are gay and how its right and feels right
And how youre gay and you love your girlfriend
And you just want to have a happy life
--keeps talking, fades to background noise. Girls cell rings.
-flips open cell and smiles. Zoom to text message
hey darling, I love you. cant wait to see you! <3, Kelly
--moms voice gets louder. Fade out. Fade in to girl getting out of car, another girl next to the car.
Have a good time, girls! Stay safe!
Parents Don't UnderstandIParents Don't Understand9 years ago in Teen More Like This
I sit in the elevator with my notebook clutched to my chest like a child. Why I took the elevator… I don't know. I am ready for this school year. I just need to concentrate on getting through. It's just a matter of will power. It's a matter of marching to your own drummer and being you without offending anyone. Maybe I'll make some good friends this school year. Some friends.
I walk into the counseling office. The nameplate on my councilor's door says Buttkus. I have to suppress a bout of laughter as I look and actually see it written on her door. Wow. Anyway, back to what I was saying. I knock louder than I thought I would and she shouts, "One minute please!"
"Ok," I say.
A girl sits down at the table I'm sitting at. She looks me in the eye and seems to be checking out my brain. I don't know why. She just keeps looking at me like nothing is there but what's inside. She sees right through my skin and muscles into my soul. I have to look away to gain control again.
Why am I like this?
I Wanna - thirtysixdegreesI finally got you onto a bed. Not into one. Onto one. Were sitting here on the edge, twisting blankets in our hands and staring straight ahead, refusing to make contact. Or at least I am. I thought Id kiss you if I were ever in a spot like this. What do they say about best-laid plans? Crashing and burning? I dont know. Were sitting here on a bed. This used to be my bed. A year or so ago. This was my room. The walls are stripped of my Clash posters, and my laundry is noticeably gone, but yep, it was mine. I had a few girls in this bed. I see the headboards still broken. Heh. But I dont think of you like that, yet. I just want to hold your hand. Beatles-style. But I cant even look at you. So Ill keep my clothes on. Id imagine youd appreciate that.I Wanna - thirtysixdegrees7 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
I really like you. Except the problem is, I just told you I like you. That wasnt part of the plan. No, I was planning on reading too deep into emails and hugs and admiring from a
What you see - Ciara06You see sin...What you see - Ciara068 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Boys Love Story 1 - known-se..Boys Love Story 1 - known-se..8 years ago in Teen More Like This
In a slow stroll, Cameron made his way down the almost deserted beach. His house was not to far from here, maybe a fifteen minute walk away. Anyway, his steel grey eyes scanned the horizon before him, taking in the scene of the sunset on the beach. He had still been walking when his thoughts were interrupted by the faint sound of light strumming on an acoustic guitar. Looking up, he saw the back of someones head gently swaying to the rhythm that the guitar played. He stopped for a moment, just listening...
The boy playing the guitar stopped as he hit a sour cord. He sighed as he ran a hand through his short black hair and leaned back in his chair.
The auburn haired boy cocked his head to the side when he heard the other stop, for he hadnt been paying any attention, just sort of dazing out with the music. He decided that he shouldnt intrude and turned to walk away, maneuvering over the large rocks on that part of the beach. His foot slipped off the top of a sharp rock
For You Tell Me SoI am sick.For You Tell Me So6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am wrong.
I am a sinner.
I am a threat.
I am a defect.
I am immoral.
I am mutated.
I am a pervert.
I am shameful.
I am abnormal.
I am unnatural.
I am shameless.
I am disgusting.
I am distasteful.
I am compulsive.
I am destructive.
I am sacrilegious.
I am promiscuous.
I am a delinquent.
I am blasphemous.
I am incompatible.
I am just not right.
I am an abomination.
I should be saved.
I should be healed.
I should be converted.
I should be condemned.
I should be hospitalized.
I should commit suicide.
I should be punished by death.
I have a sexual disorder.
I have committed a crime.
I am not what you say I am.
I should not be who you say I should be.
I have not done what you say I have done.
I will not be who you say I should be.
I am who I say I am.
I have an amazing personality.
I have an open heart.
I have an open mind.
I have aspirations.
I have dreams.
I should not have to be afraid.
I should be treated equally.
I should not be oppressed.
I should not be criticized.
Olives - ShiverBeast" Hey, pass the remote."Olives - ShiverBeast9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I stare blankly at the screen,
as if the bright
pixels hypnotized me to
I pass the remote.
The silence grew as she surfs
through the channels,
as if something would
I feel the sofa somehow
away from her, as if
it is saving me from
the violent silence.
I could almost hear
the remote's taps-
each molecular sound
seems to be pushing me-
ever so closely to
I feel her eyes upon me even
though they stare
sharply at the screen. I
feel she is breathing
in the words
I've wanted to say.
Mindlessly, I clear my
"Mom, I need to tell you
She continues changing the
"What?" She says
with a discouraging tone;
her gaze changes to the
where lays an empty jar of green
some slices of cheddar
"Where are the olives ?"
My words seem to be captured by
lack of compassion. I continue,
willing to stop her
hypnotic trance towards
willing to cease