I saw her again today

In the corner of the lunchroom eating alone.

Her parents are never really home

And I wonder if she wonders,

How does a girl, someone so different

Tell her parents that she is in fact, gay?

I watch her staring at her.

The captain of the cheerleading squad

I wonder if she wonders,

How does a girl, someone so different

Ask another girl to prom?

I see the other students laugh at her

She cries and crumbles and I notice

And I begin to wonder if she wonders,

How does a girl, someone so different

Make everyone accept her, because she likes girls?

As I am writing this, I wonder

Why being different is so misunderstood,

And I watch fellow classmates fall apart

I watch them being kicked to the curb because they like the same sex

I wonder why love is illegal

I wonder what this world really is

I wonder why people tell others that they are for being yourself

Doing what you want to do

Doing what makes you happy

Being with someone who makes you happy

But when they see a girl and another girl

Or a boy and another boy together

They cringe.

And we wonder why there are teens offing themselves away from the world

Because we are so self centered, blind, and caught up in how others see us as a society

That we decide that love and who we love is a part of how we view ourselves

But we don't really stop to think that love has nothing to do with it

How we view love does

And then I begin to wonder what the world would be like if gays and lesbians were accepted

If being different was okay

Because I am, in fact, also different.