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by:a 13 year old girl you'll never know
We have all been there and down in the dumps,
we have all felt down and stuck in these slumps,
we have all been "to pretty to be ugly" and yet still somehow vice versa,
See You soon my love
I knew you'd find me, standing in a desert
All dried up, waiting for a storm to bring me back to life
Your mirage was all that kept me alive
People are who they are. Yes.
Really and truly full of life and love they do not
Idol in their moments of
Damage nor discomfort but instead in their determination to
Exist entirely themselves
I'm sorry I have disappointed you, mom
You think it was so sudden like a bomb
It wasn't for me
And that I can guarantee
I have taken time to know for sure
That I don't need a cure
Love is not a choice
I'm crying in the closet
Over a girl
How Ironic
That now is the moment
That I want my mother most.
I was shaking on the ground
When I started to stop,
I raised my head up
Looking at couples walk down the street,
I begin to ask Why are they happier than me?
The way he looks at the other guy
I am truly unhappy, but it's unclear why
Nevertheless my wife approches my side
Her eyes were as brown as the mud we rolled in that one afternoon when we were kids.
Her hair is as black as the asphalt we'd run on at recess when we were in 3rd grade.
Who decided that this was our world ?
Who got the say in who is treated what way ?
I've truly never understood how people can hate other people
I believe NO one is born with hatred for anyone,
Her voice is the light at the end of the tunnel.
If only there was a tunnel I could go through to get to her.
For now, I have to accept that the phone line is the best tunnel I'll have to her.

They buried us,
But we were seeds.
As they filled the world with clouds of hate,
Hope poured out as rain,
Time was our strength,
The skies cleared out,
As the sun shined bright with love,
What do I call it? A hobby, a passion?
I don't love it yet it rules my fashion.
I cannot endorse it, but it guides my life.
It clouds my judgment, in my mind it is strife.
Because in baby showers the color is already since forever set in stone
Because there are people this moment getting discriminated by their God-given skin tone
One theory I have is that everyone is evil,
Not one will admit it,
But thorns serve as crowns during our crucifixion for creating oppression,
Yes, humans are the cause of their own pain
People say I’m insane,
I have doubts every timeYou know I doBut I can’t stop falling into the void that is youAnd even if I am absolutely sure that my poor heartWill break, each and every timeI would still choose you, again and again
You don't need to utter those words
I love you to the moon and back.
You don't need to tell me
I miss you more everyday.
You don't need to remind me
I care about you so much.
The knocking you made upon my heart is like no other
Breathing in your aura bring chills to the tips of my fingers
Endless gabs here and there –
What an uncommon sight.
Never once have you thought about one self
No matter your gender or race
Everyone has love in their place
No matter if your gay
Or straight either way
They'll always be in love with your face
I need a place
A safe place
A silent place
A peaceful place
A building where I can march up to a urinal and piss like nobody's watching
Miscommunication, no empathy , the message never getting through.
I try and try, but you only see your point of view.
Understanding breeds from knowledge and compassion, characteristics I wouldn't use to describe you.
High and bright in the sky.
Girl you always there to light up my night.
So unique in the way you're made.
So beautiful in your ever glowing ways.
Always there for people to make wishes.
Pensive, Paralyzed
Hopeful, Stardazed
Each love a new hope
The pain of one’s own heart beat
Each time completely lost
Each time completely given
Pain, vulnerability, longing, grief
The dark night envelops me
Cradles me as I walk
Among bones of corpses
long forgotten
The rain cools me
Calms me as I see
The destruction they
left my kind in
Thinking, wishing, pondering, pensiveChoosing wrongWishing to knowThe contents of my heartAnd that in yoursWill you complete my soul?If I leave now will you still be thereHow do I decide?
I can feel the power of the stars transmit through her eyesTo my unworthy eyes In the mouths of those who claimI am incapable of loving herBecause I am a girl
Each moment completely whole
Each breath cherished
Each touch filled with joy
Each kiss remembered
Each smile because you're here
Two people were born with the capacity to love and be loved. They lived their lives in sepearte towns, with rival football teams and differing zipcodes. They went to college together and never met.
The same brain, body and gender.
Having a light make-up,
We go out.
Wearing pink dresses and high-heels.
As usual...
Here comes the bride,
All dressed in white.
Walking up the aisle to see her beaming bride.
Her father stands besider her, giving her away.
Her mother in the crowd, looking the other way.
It's dark and alone in here
But I still bite my tongue because it's better
I don't mind the spiders and ghouls
The reward means so much greater
I would rather be what I am not
To please my own kin
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.
She has this fear.
Her legs start to shake.
Thoughts of death remind her the world is a precious place.
They say a straight line is normal and pure
But i'm full of curves and turns, and there is no cure
No love, just joy each and every day
They tell me I’ve changed for the worse. My true beauty grabbed her attention, my personality captured her heart. My eyes caught hers. My mind made her wonder. My past made her hold me closer.
In 7th grade, I knew I was gay
I didn't think it was normal
Not to be straight
So I cut up my skin
And took a lot of drugs
I drank a lot of alcohol
And gave lots of boys hugs
People use scripture
for every argument,
With hate and vigor
It seems they're incompetent
of showing love.
The simple truth:
Everyone's a sinner
And we're all hypocrites.
Choice is a conscious decisions
We choose what we wear
And what we say
And what we do
But Love is not a choice
Love is a feeling
Mysterious and dangerous
Silently screaming
Hello
You say I can't love
Who I like
Well last time
I checked I was
Over eighteen
So spare me
Your batshit
Fuckery
Who are you
Tellin' me
If I could change, just anything
I would change the way love is viewed.
Some say marriage can only be between a man and a woman,
But who are they to judge?
i am not in love
i have dreams to marry
to have children
but i am not in love
my mother is recently divorced
but it is no longer frowned upon
i would love to marry
but somehow that is wrong
"Choosing" to be gay
Is the cause of my depression
God hating gays
Will not terminate my faith
Lack of monogamy
A myth to seven year couple Nicole and Rebecca
Straight girl walks in a crooked line
Straight to hell, ignoring the signs.
Nothing is straight under pressure,
Living under a forever broken spine.
Straight talk isn't so straight anymore,
Love is Strong
Love is Powerful
Love is Free
Yet is it judged
Not being able to love whom we want for who we are
But at the end Love will always concure those who judges
Since a young age
I've been plagued
My mind set a certain way
By fairy tales
They taught me
That happily ever after
Always follows the end
And the princes marry princesses and that's it
I see people walking byAnd I wonder what it's likeDo they see what I seeWhen they look at you with meThen I think of what I'd sayIf they ever asked why I feel this way
She means more to me than what you will ever mean.
We walk down the street hand in hand,
Yes heads turn and a few comments are heard.
Do they matter?
Does it bother us?
Is it okay?
Understand yall
We all fall short of the glory
True story we were on the verge of
He'll but god sent jesus in the clutch for
Our victory like Robert Horry
Yeah its an abomination but so is judging we
You see things with envy, through your holy,and pure eyesAnything different, you simply despise“One must live proper, a man and his wife”We’d love to live peacefully, hopeful and true
It seems we've come so far with the hands of time
An arm's length from World Wart 2 to civil rights
We are standing taller for equality
But not reaching our potential height
His arms tightly grasped
His eyes filled with love
His smile blooms
His heart races
He lowers his head
Their lips meet quickly
Just once
A boy rushes around the corner
I hear stories of young girls and guys
Who like to play with rainbows.
They wave these rainbows as flags
Desperately through the wind, it blows.
These young boys and girls
Who can't help but like rainbows.
Cas was a troubled student. Coming into class late every day, sleeping for the first half of class, not doing his own work. Little did the teacher know, Cas was going through some problems at home.
She opens my eyesto a new world,a new universe,full of happiness;happiness to be with the one I lovebut also, a new world fullof hurt.They are constantly staring,plotting against us,
He sat there,
Alone.
Staring from a distance
At the one he wanted the most.
What a cruel world
That would not let him be.
What a cruel world,
To stop him from loving.
Pause, listen to the beat. Its moving faster than the sounds of "soli rapide". On the inside, a vary of rainbowed coloured butterflies tickle the bottom of my belly....He said my name. Ofcourse my name is simple.
Who are we to say what love is?
Mother to father.
Sister to brother.
Man to woman.
Man to man.
Who are we to say what love is?
It should not make people afraid to be who they are.
It comes down,
day and night,
rehashing
I sit and wait,
pleading for peace
Love is love
man or woman
No He can say
I wait,
pleading for anything
Sitting here thinking about the mischief that I've caused, wondering in my head should i stop doing wrong or continue to break the laws. Ur gay and i'm mad, My past wont drift away seems like I was born to be bad.
Standing in front of the "holy" firing squad.Last wish on a pink triangle pinned on my shirt.Boss gives the countdown.Eyes closed and no regrets for how I've been living.
I never thought this would happen,
They would say, "It doesn't exist,"
I knew they were full of it, after our first kiss.
From that moment on, I knew Love could be,
I never thought this would happen to me.
Once I was hurt,
Once I was shattered,
Once I was young & knew no better.
Now that time has passed & I've had time to heal,
The love she has shown me has never been so real..
(For Christina)
these red viscous drops
that paints our banner's stars and straps
fake smiles and all these props
it spreads like chicken pox
and it cant be contained or put in a box
obvious to the trained mind
There was darkness for a long time.People were scared, sad and broken.No hope.No light.…no love to be given without heart ache to follow.
One day I’ll liberate my soul; my own mishaps have created the insecurities that soon will fade away into a cloud of dust.
I knew a girl who felt trapped in this world
she was unaccepted for being gay
they kept putting her down for who she was
the closed-minded saw no other way
she asked why the world was so cruel
Mucky, hot, permeating light
Sitting static to find some reprieve
Required event it’s hard to believe
Today the day of our patriot’s blight
Silly of me to wear long sleeves
Colors, letters, hide and go seek
The boy, best friend, imagination companion
Playground adventures we couldn’t abandon
Till the fatigue set and little bones weak
Time for a nap on a cot set in tandem
Where did it come from
when did It begin
I never thought id Love again
Magic love is what this consist of
Who'd ever thought that this love could have came from above
Our sweet lips as they touch
I hate gay people
Not because of your typical reason
I don’t hate them because they’re attracted to their same sex
what is love? love is a weird feeling. it makes you laugh, cry, mad, happy silly, and so much more. love is love. love chooses itself. one cannot choose who they fell in love with. love has no true definition. Love is the way you make me feel.
At the End of the RainbowThey lie, “there rests a potFilled to the brim with nuggetsOf gold.”Not a fool’s gold, I hope.
I was young, and I was Different
Even though I was odd, I was also still innocent
The agony, the deceit right in front of my eyes
Yet I was too blind, maybe even paralyzed
For years I'd been alone.
They'd scorned me while I raised my flag,
Spitting venom and curses,
All because I loved my own gender.
Trapped for years in the darkness,
I'd stumbled into you,
June 26, 2013
A date that changed everyone's lives but mine
Because amongst this hurricane of excitement and acceptance
My ship is stuck in port.
My anchor weighs heavy with fear and denial
Skin like silk caresses mine.
Warm breathe licks at my neck like a teasing wind.
I inhale the scent of your soft wavy hair,
as it cascades down over your shoulders.
Your lips, rosey pink, inch closer to mine.
Sometimes certain situations are just so hard to deal with, other situations are easy, but the hard ones teach you a lesson in life, weather its for the worst or the better.
I often look to the yellow lillies in the garden on campus
Friends pass me and time shifts
Is it not the success that people want?
Or perhaps it's the driven motive in which we attempt to strive
Unjust it truly is,
