From the article: Gay and Lesbian Teen Poetry
A lot of GLBT teens write poems about their experiences. Let us read your poems here! Share your poems here.
whats really wrong...
- I am gay Which means I like guys But most guys don’t like guys who like guys So those guys beat on the guys who like guys. Being gay means you have to run Because they will hurt you when they catch you Being gay means you have to hide The way you truly feel. Being gay means you have to be scared That your secret with leave at any moment. Being gay in a world filled with one minded people With a fascist like mindset Means you can’t live your life. Blending into someone you are not is hard Acting a certain way for people is hard But aren’t we human as well? Or are we animals? I didn’t wake up and choose. I was born like this. But because the majority has the upper hand And being the way we are is written as sin What should I do? Or what should we do? I’m scared… Should I give back the life that was given to me? Because the way I am living it is “flawed”? Imperfection is amongst all of us. but, some believe we aren't equal... so we have to fight for things that should be ours.
- —Guest Jose
Dream Sequence
- Maybe one day I’ll tell her You know One day One day when I’m a little less scared And a little more brave You know those days I know you do Those days where you feel like You can take on the world Sometimes I let myself think About what it would be like I If she liked me too It a worthless dream though A hopeless one One that’ll only let my mind do what it wants To be illusioned To belief In her, us She knows about me I told her You know what it’s like That amazing moment where you tell someone And it doesn’t change their opinion of you I want to kiss her Sometimes I almost think she wouldn’t mind I don’t want to kill our friendship But sometimes I do It may hurt less to never see her Than it does to see her and know she can’t be mine If only I knew for sure I’d know what to do Forget or tell or walk away If only I were a little less scared And a little more brave
- —Kinda_Sorta_Me
Stronger
- You say that I'm disgusting That I will burn in Hell But, like the days, that bitter place I know only all too well I've been through Hell, to Hell and back Would be more exact to say Because when bigotry brought me down I found another way To happiness. To freedom. To lift myself and fly As Hell hath shown me no greater failure Than to sit. To lay down and die. So I fought and I strived And I stopped and I cried But my tears froze Hell to the core. As I pull myself from the icy pits Stronger than ever before. Though your words are no typical Hell They do indeed cause pain The stranger tides within my mind Sirens clear the rain They sing a song of how the brave Strike while in the light It only shows how strong you are Close-minded and without sight Its not very hard to heal the scars The damage you think you've done. As I am wiser and much faster But I refuse to run Not now, like the before, nor ever again I do not seek revenge For I have mended all which was broken I see no nee
- —K.Blaze
Walking Through the Hall
- Walking down the hall - feeling like the only one - but then i see you- alone-leaning up against the wall-but you are laughing with him - and i know that i will never have you- no matter - back to walking through the hall - alone
- —looocie
