People bring me down only because I'm a guy who loves men.
Always trying to change me, trying to make me into someone I'm not.
Force me to sit down, open my eyes, and stare at the t.v. screen.
Women bouncing around in bikinis, eating a banana so sexually.
I'm sorry to say, but that sort of thing doesn't turn me on.
I know who I am, so I'll break free from their bonds.
'Cause I'm a homosexual and damn proud to be one.
I'm not your stereotypical one, I fight with an iron fist.
Don't go around fallin' to my knees, waiting to give pleasure.
I'm travelin' 'round the globe trying to shed new light on our kind.
Every day it's a new type of hate that I face.
Bibles being thrown at me, saying my kind shouldn't exist.
But if God created us to be the way we are, then it was his intent.
'Cause you claim in the Bible that God hates fags, but you forget:
He's the one that passes judgment to Heaven, not you.
Yeah I'm a homosexual and damn proud to be one.
I make my stand with my new found
When Two Boys KissedWhen Two Boys KissedWhen Two Boys Kissed6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Together they laid on top of their bed with the rain tapping against their window.
Two boys madly in love with one another, snuggling under the covers to keep warm.
A scene taken from a fairytale book that my mother used to read me as a child.
A sigh escaping my lips as I smile for the happiness they found in one another.
But I can't help, but feel a tad bit sad for the horror they have to face from the world.
'Cause when two boys kissed, they ended up dead by the next morning.
Murdered from hate of not knowing that love comes in different forms.
Not just from a woman tied to a man like we see in the magazines.
Tears coming from my eyes knowing that this is how they'll end.
Together the two boys walked down the street holding hands without giving a care.
Showing pride to the society that tends to detest their kind, breaking them down law by law.
Watching from the distance wishing that everything goes well for the both of them.
Hoping that they have the strength and
I'm gayI'm gay.I'm gay5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I'm a lesbian.
I'm a boy.
NO, YOUR A TOMGIRL!
I'm a girl.
YOUR A FAIRY!
GET THE HELL OUTTA MY HOUSE!
If your a member of the GLBT community like myself, you've most likely heard these responses and or others when coming out. It's not right, don't let others define who you are. Be yourself, that's all you can be and all you should be.
SecretsSecrets. Every single person in this room has a secret. They can be simple, such as: I like the guy sitting in front of me, I forgot to put on deodorant this morning, I havent brushed my teeth in a week.. They can also be life-altering: My friend killed a man. I was raped. Im pregnant and Im not keeping the baby.Secrets7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Mark Twain once said: Everyone is like a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody. This is true. Humans are creatures filled with complexities and dualities. When a person tells another that they have a secret, the first reaction is simple: What is it? What could it be? Is it something about me? Or is it something about someone else? Will this change how I see this person forever? What IS it?!
Secrets are a double-edged sword. As I said before, some can be fun, silly, and light-hearted while others ache inside of us like a thorn in our side. Sigmund Freud was a firm believer that any and all secrets we have locked inside us manife
Gay RightsI'm staring into your beautiful eyes,Gay Rights11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As we sit away from the world,
What people say about us is only lies,
There's nothing wrong with me and you.
Gently I press my lips up to yours,
Knowing we'll never be treated the same,
But I won't hide behind locked doors,
My love for you is completely pure.
I know you're a girl, and I am too,
But if you were a boy it wouldn't be better,
You know it's true that I'm in love with you,
But we still aren't treated like that's so.
Hold me close and hold me tight,
We can't marry or be treated fairly,
But please, let's never give up the fight,
This moment is perfect and so wonderful.
But one day the world will see us for who we are,
And know that there's nothing strange,
They'll grant us marriage everywhere, near and far,
We'll one day be considered the same.
Though as I wrap my arms around you,
I know we're pure and more in love,
Than any other two 'straight' fools,
That's all that matters between us.
Gay L.O.V.E.Gay L.O.V.E.11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
L is for Lonely.
What we all are until we find that special person to which we share our hearts and souls. That single person that brightens our darkest days. That is there to comfort us when we're sad. Can give us strength when we are at our weakest. That will be there to tell us when we're wrong, or stand behind us when we're right. That single person that means more to us then life itself…
O is for no Option.
Please understand. Love is not an optional thing. It doesn't ask our permission first. It won't even give us any warning. It will just come along and fill that empty space in our hearts. You never know with who, or when it will find you, though when it does…you'll surely know it. It will be the greatest feeling in the world…
V is for Virtue.
It's for being able to stand against all odds with the one we love. It's for not being afraid of who knows we care for this person. Not letting what others think mar our decision for happiness. It's
Reason"The reason whyReason4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the ugly girls
I am I am the angelI am10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Yet I am the devil
I am life
Yet I am death
I am dieing to live
Yet I am living to die
I feel as though I'm on fire
Yet I am as cold as ice
I am terrified
Yet I will show no fear
My heart is racing
Yet I am at a stand still
I can feel the light
Yet I shrink to the shadow
I am alone
Yet I am with you
I am blind to the world
Yet I can see everything
I am the one
Yet I am no one
I am alive
Yet I am a ghost
I am Hikari
Yet I am Yami
I am free
Yet I am a prisoner
I am the Master
Yet I am the slave
I will spread my wings and fly
Yet I will be chained to the ground
I am the angel
Yet I am the devil
I am Hikari
Yet I am Yami
No Writer Should Be SilencedAlways write your words in blood.No Writer Should Be Silenced4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
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.
My HeavenMy Heaven7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
My heaven is a place that looks almost exactly like my childhood home. The air is calm and serene, perfumed with the sweet scent of freshly crushed roses. The yard is covered in emerald green grass thats as soft as feathers. The season would be autumn, but just the beginning when the crisp, multi-colored leaves lazily fall to the ground as the wind twirls them around like ballerinas. All the people who have been close to me--friends, family, teachers, the man who once showed me kindness at a hospital-- are sitting on the front porch, laughing and enjoying each others company, reminiscing about the best memories of their lives.
In my heaven, Im eighteen years old, caught in that sometimes confusing time where Im not a teenager yet not a woman. Im lying on the grass, staring up at the pink sky with my mother beside me. Both of us are smiling, just enjoying all the love around us, needing no words. My dad is wrestling my younger brother, Adam, just for the fu
HeartacheTo find out she can't see you anymoreHeartache4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That she can't talk to you anymore
No more cute little texts every day.
What am I to do now?
Should I grieve never leave my room,
Should I grin and bear it and think it was nothing?
To not be able to talk to her anymore
Is she alright?
Will she still think of me?
There is only one answer .
And that is to do what my Father raised me to do
Never show emotion,
Never show weakness,
Grin and bear it;
Grieve when you're alone
Where no one can hear you scream and weep
For those that are close to you that you've lost.
SO THAT'S WHAT I'M GOING TO DO!!!
It's Okay...I'm smartIt's Okay...5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I'm almost always right
Don't hate me cuz of who I am
Hate me cuz you give a damn
Go ahead and tell
Let the whole world know
My daddy said so
There's nothing wrong with it
You just don't get it
I'll tell you what I tell everyone
Just wait here
I'll yell to the world
to be gay
My daddys said so
Did you hear me?
Yes, I said I'm a queer!
Ever wondered?Have you ever wonderedEver wondered?4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
why you bought those clothes you are wearing,
why you wear heels and not flats,
why your clothes are identical to the ones your friends wear,
why you don't run around naked like nature intended you to?
why you don't scream when you feel like it,
dance out in the street even though people are watching,
or tell someone exactly what is on your mind?
what is oh-so-horrible about acting like children do
doing precisely what you want to do exactly when you want to do it?
why being skinny is so beautiful
when back in the days
being porky was fashionable?
why you chose what you study
to aim for that life
you find so suiting?
have you ever sat down
and really wondered
how much you are controlled
what music you listen to, which sex you like,
why you act, dress and behave
like you do?
It sneaks inside you
the voice of society
telling you what to do
how to act
what to wear
,,..be like everyone else."
regardless to your
Gay loveA string of thought and events.Gay love8 years ago in Humor More Like This
His eyes pierced me as I walked to my seat. I sat down next to him, smiled and looked at the teacher. My temples throbbed. 'Shit, I shouldn't drink that much on a ---what is his hand doing on my leg.' I pushed it away. 'The hell was that? Fuckin hell. I mean he's admired by all but this isn't acceptable. Ok ok. Time to listen to the teacher. Fuck. I'm not getting any of this. Fuckin hangover. What the hell is he doing? He thinks he can just put his hands where he wants to huh?'
"What's your problem!?!"
"Nothing," His hand moved away from my knee….up. "Last night was great"
"Fuck off." I tried moving his hand but failed. He's too strong. 'Last night? The hell happened last night? Shit. Oh, shit. We screwed didn't we? Shit fuck shit. I hate when he looks at me like that. Why is he looking at me lik
How to DreamAlways stop to catch a falling star; Dont be scared to reach out beyond your fingertips; Stop and smell the roses even if the thorns prick you; Listen to the raindrops; Whisper your secrets to the trees; Ask the cat about where hes been; Catch the first snowflake of Winter on your tongue; Dance with the falling leaves in autumn; Thank a rock for letting you rest your weary body against its comforting solidity; Listen to the oceans song; Run through a field of tulips to race against the wind; Love the suns rays on your cheeks; Talk with the moon when shes full; Watch the sun rise over the horizon; Grab onto your dreams and hug them close to your heart.How to Dream7 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
I'm GayI'm me, plain and simple. I'm proud of what I am.I'm Gay5 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
You could call me gay, lesbian, bisexual. Even pansexual, because in the end gender doesn't really matter does it? It's love that matters. What's inside that counts the most. Every so often people come up to me, and question my sexuality, they ask "Are you gay?" I say yes. Because I am gay. But I don't believe in gender, but having to explain that every day, just gets boring. So I just say I'm gay.
It's simple, I like boys AND girls, big deal. It's life, it's perfectly normal. I have feelings for girls and sometimes, boys as well. It's my choice in this thing called life. Yet, people discriminate because it's "wrong" and "unnatural."
But from a young age I got taught "Be what you want be and love whoever you want. Be proud of what you are." That's what my parents told me, and their happy with my choices in life. As long as I'm happy, they don't try to change me.
I'm 14 years young. I'm young, but I'm not
Fairytale NightmaresI make up stories in my head--Fairytale Nightmares7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fairytales of the way my life should be.
I spend my time wishing
Instead of actually living.
The stories play through and through:
Love at first sight--
Happily ever afters all complete.
And I lose myself.
Things get rough and I fall deeper.
The fairytales twist.
Monsters come creeping through the dusk
And I can't escape.
Love at first sight and happy endings
Become nothing but a living nightmare.
I'm so lost in the stories in my head
That I can't separate real from make-believe.
I no longer have control.
Sometimes I wonder
If I ever had control at all...
Of the fairytale nightmare my life has become.
Not The Same As ThemNot The Same As ThemNot The Same As Them7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yes, it's true that I'm a man who loves other men.
But I'm not the same as your stereotypical homosexual.
I have dreams, I have goals, I have ambition.
Wanting to change the view on us, something I dreamed since I was child.
Now I'm going to take my stand from this moment on.
Prove to you and the world that not every gay guy is the same.
Went through a lot of heartbreaks and so many bumps in the road.
But in the end I kept a smile on my face, still continued to be kind.
Help others in need, didn't tried to get laid with each guy I met.
I'm on a mission, one not many attempt to take to heart.
Some run, others hide for being in shame for who they really are.
I stand tall, proud, and full of pride to finally express my true self.
I was never the one to fake my actions just to fit into the 'in' crowd.
I remained myself, quiet and shy to this very day.
But every once in a while, I'll show my true colors off.
Show the world that after all of this time they befriended som