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Faggot
That is not my name
Homo
That is not my name
Lesi
Dyke
Butch
Not my name
The labels fly
They try to pin me down
Who I really am
Not all of them understand that you
Cannot
Label
Me
I am a rainbow
A beautiful mix of colors
Not one shade the same though they might seem that way
I am purple
Proud, raising above childish names
I am the outcast
The person who lives though ignored or made fun of
I am the gay
Compared to this worlds mundane routine
Although in many peoples eyes I do not fit in
I know strength
I know enduring the impossible
I know living with ignorance
But, above all,
I know true love <3
That is not my name
Homo
That is not my name
Lesi
Dyke
Butch
Not my name
The labels fly
They try to pin me down
Who I really am
Not all of them understand that you
Cannot
Label
Me
I am a rainbow
A beautiful mix of colors
Not one shade the same though they might seem that way
I am purple
Proud, raising above childish names
I am the outcast
The person who lives though ignored or made fun of
I am the gay
Compared to this worlds mundane routine
Although in many peoples eyes I do not fit in
I know strength
I know enduring the impossible
I know living with ignorance
But, above all,
I know true love <3
Literature
Gay? Who? Me.
Are you gay?
The question at first startled me.
Speechless, unsure what I could say.
Are you gay?
The second time it was asked and I was silent
I had heard it before, but just earlier that day.
Are you gay?
Each time it was asked it filled me with shock.
What did it matter either way?
Are you gay?
When it was asked for the last time, I was at a loss.
Should I lie or lay in the bed I had made?
I am gay.
Maybe I am too young to know,
But this is what my heart wills me to say.
I am gay.
Maybe it is foolish to say so,
Yet it would be true to this day.
I am gay.
There can be hate or they can embrace.
I won't waver either way.
Literature
Being Gay Is A Choice
I chose this way of life.
I chose to be ostracized by the general public.
I chose to live in a way,
My parents want to kill me for,
And my family wants to disown me.
I chose this way,
Where no matter how good I am,
How caring or faithful,
My place of worship,
Says I'll rot in hell.
I chose to put up with,
All of the heckling,
Fag, Homo, Queer.
Yup, I chose that all.
I chose a way,
Where in most places,
I can't marry someone,
I love with all my heart.
I chose to live my life,
So that if I want to bring in a child,
The world will scorn me,
And deny me a family of my own.
I chose to be treated as sub-human,
By the majori
Literature
Both
I am not
confused.
I know
who I am.
I am
skinny jeans and combat boots
suspenders and pretty dresses
hair-in-eyes and make up free
ribbons and meticulous eyeliner
band t-shirts and flattened chest
revealing clothes and push-up bras
I am not
confused.
I'm just
both.
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A poem inspired by some things that happened today- GAY IS NOT ANOTHER NAME FOR STUPID! I'm not sure if I should put a 'mature content' thing on this because of the first line and that could be considered strong language. If you do this it should, comment please.
~Sophia
EDIT: Thank you so much for all the faves and comments! I put the word 'gay' back in because as I was reading through I notice it had been deleted (? no clue how) and am using it in the 'happy' definition.
IF YOU DOWNLOAD IT PLEASE COMMENT OR INBOX ME! I'm curious to see what it's being used for
~Sophia
EDIT: Thank you so much for all the faves and comments! I put the word 'gay' back in because as I was reading through I notice it had been deleted (? no clue how) and am using it in the 'happy' definition.
IF YOU DOWNLOAD IT PLEASE COMMENT OR INBOX ME! I'm curious to see what it's being used for
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Its so beautiful <3