SUMMARY: Yeah, being queer is complicated. But we can't let that drag us down.
WORD COUNT: 100+
A/N: Another poem I wrote for that poetry contest... Lol. But this is the one that I didn't send sooo-
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What's normal? People telling you to be this way or that Gender, sexuality, everything in between Who am I?
I know who I like; I know who I am; The feelings spreading through me, a battering ram But I try, still I try I want to get it all out, out right now
Silently walking through the school hallways Slouched down, not wanting anyone to suspect Do I really want to stay this way? No; but how do I change?
Friends, love, relationships, all changing around me An ocean of emotions Trying to figure out my place
Slowly, it dawns; I'm not alone Others have walked this path before me, tried to let other people know Now I just have to let myself be free
Years ago, people couldn't be themselves; now, they can People accepting, tears, happiness Smiles on their faces
So what does it matter that I don't know who I am? What does it matter that I'm complicated? Because every single person is different And being "normal" was overrated anyway
