By Snimar
As I walk down the street today,
these eyes never seem to look away.
They're fixated upon me,
'Faggot' they're screaming.
As I walk down the street today,
I cannot quite understand,
Why did I come out?
I could have pretended,
Pretended to live in this stereotypical world,
With their baseless social norms.
Then why?
Maybe,because I'd rather be labeled as a disgrace,
Than to lie to the core of who I am.
As I walk down the street today,
I wish; that I could be as proud as the superior eyes that stare at me.
Wish I could keep my head high in midst of this chaos.
Wish I could break free from this paranoia,this fear of being obloquy.
But I am who I am.
Yes, I am gay. Call me names if you want.
I realize,after all
It's my life, and I'm entitled to live it the way I want.
One day, we won't be a stigma holding back, but, souls breaking off the shackles, a mass of people springing out of the loopholes of the definition of 'human'
I realized it,
As I walked down the street today
The feeling of being lonely haunts the person. It’s evident. Gas on the pedal, mate!
Very strong and beautifull
Just want to ask one question….
Why did that person didn’t speak for himself?Why is it like that he is helpless?
@Snimar, I loved the stanza “Then why?
Maybe,because I’d rather be labeled as a disgrace,
Than to lie to the core of who I am.”
A poem with a powerful message. The poem has an imaginative way of the poet asking himself questions and finding the answers too. This back and forth conversation was refreshing to read.
Very well written poem.