Different
Location
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.