LBGT
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I haven't caught you any butterflies because the type you seek don't come for yellow rosesand carry heavy, ruby, cordate wings I could never really desire.
I find her in my bedroom, grinning,
Messy and mischievous, her dark hair down
“I just needed a kirby grip.”
She stiffens up, stands straight,
Dear Mom, You always tell me That I am your beautiful girl.You always tell me that no matter what I do,what I say,what I wish;I will always be the daughter youAre so proud of, and the one you love. When you sit down to brush my hair,You convince m
Me,
Craving the flesh
Of sunset lavender
Tasting
Bruises from
Drunken collisions
Willow wheat hair
A box is
So sharp
So straight
So square
Too big
The interior shifts around
Unable to find its place
Too small
The interior doesn’t fit
Because it’s too abstract
I am a teenage lesbian
I wonder why I am discriminated against.
I hear negative comments from the ones I love.
I see hateful slangs being thrown at me.
I want everyone to realize that love is love.
You use the word "Queer"
you hope the picture is painted clear
you judge off of looks
instead of the books
homophobia is real
they make such a big deal
they are people too
never did i think i could be one of those people
the people who love...
differently.
never before did i think id experience feelings
for that of the same sex
though now i find it somewhat rediculous.
Change.
Such a broad word,
for such a monumental feat.
The key to change is tolerance.
I climbed up the mountain,
the day was blue.
Sprinkled in gold and burned with truth.
The sun shone as I reached my goal.
The peak loomed, then welcomed and called me home.
