fugitive
Honestly I'm terrified
Constantly
Because the real me
Is hidden away
Because the real me
Is unacceptable
Because the real me
Is wrong
I'm sorry
I can't help who I love
I wish you could understand that
But I know you never will
So I will stay where I am
Hidden away
Unacceptable
Wrong
forgive me?
no
This poem is about:
Me