Envy is a Dangerous WordHigh school can be difficult.Envy is a Dangerous Word4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the cliques and cliches,
and the pressure.
Oh, the pressure.
to have sex,
to fit in,
to know your direction in life.
Everyone around me as well as I are experiencing them. Yet, I stand alone, left to battle solo with another pressure.
The pressure to come out.
Walk straight on out of the closet, into an unforgiving world consisting of
and secret sneers.
I envy those who are not faced with this dilemma. I envy those who do not have to keep secrets and love behind closed doors. Most of all, I envy him.
He, who has her.
He, who can wrap an arm around her waist, freely.
He, who can kiss her, any time he desires to do so.
He, who holds her precious heart.
And I, who never will.
Unconditional love?Is your love really unconditional?Unconditional love?4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Even if I stray from the traditional?
Will you still love me then?
Even if I love other men?
Im still your son
I still love you a ton
Cant you see?
I just wanted to show you the real me
Can you accept it, please?
The RainbowRed is for all the blood spilled because of ignoranceThe Rainbow4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Orange is the safety that all people are entitled to yet so often denied
Yellow is joyous light in a dark world/Yellow is fear
Green is nature of which all are a part
Blue is the sadness and tears from bigotry
Indigo is regal and fabulous
Violet is just gay
My story...I always felt I was different, but it was when I reached secondary school that I really started to feel like an outcast. Stupid little things started to get me down. I was constantly thinking about my sexuality, beating myself up over the thought that I was "different" and "not normal". I felt like an alien.My story...4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Finally I got the courage to tell two close friends I was bi. I didn't tell them about my true sexuality straight away, I was terrified, terrified that they would reject me. They seemed quite accepting though.
Then I met my first girlfriend, a brilliant girl who wasn't afraid to show everyone who she was. She lived quite far away. I didn't tell many people about her. I knew what it would be like if it got around school that I had a girlfriend. I didn't feel entirely right about her. How could she be so happy about herself when I felt so wrong for being with another girl?
After seven months we ended up splitting up, and I found that even after all this time I still was in denial abo