Looking up

I used to look down a lot

My head full of melancholic thoughts

And myself  so weighed down

I could not stand up.


In fact I was falling,

deeper and deeper into a depression

I believed nothing would break such a bleak session.


Such in a panic was i that i could never belong,

I tried to take my own life. 


In the time since then and now, 

a time filled with medication and therapy

I have become the best me.

I have learned that even though

My homosexuality makes me different

My family cares about me no matter how different.


I have learned that no pain will last

As long as i look up

And believe that I too belong

And deserve the love I am given.

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