Kids
Youth
Teenagers
Anything you would call them
Living on the streets
For many reasons
And among those reasons
Among orphans
Among runaways
Among abuse victims
Among neglection
Is acceptance
Acceptance of sexuality
Of gender
Of their views in life
Youth are kicked out of their homes
To fend for their lives
Because people will not let go of the past
Because people do not want to be with the present
Kids die on the streets
After starving
After being ignored
After getting left for dead
After being rejected
By the people that should love them relentlessly
People don't understand how much courage is needed
How much it takes to come out
How much it takes to live freely
As who they are
People who say kids need a mom and a dad
Could be the same people
Who kicked their kids out of the house
Leaving them with no mom and dad
How does this reflect on you
You the people who go to pride
Just to yell about how we're all going to hell
You the people who go searching for gay posts
Just to dislike them and leave negative comments
You the people who claim they will love everyone
Yet hate an entire group of people
For being themselves
Teenagers are fragile
As we are still figuring ourselves out
And we need guidance
And acceptance
And love
Yet as some families are understanding
Loving
And accepting
Others are not
This may lead to homeless children
This may lead to fear
This may lead to internalized homophobia
This may lead to misery
Kids might force a part of their lives away
A part they have no control over
So that their parent continue to love them
They might force themselves
Into relationships
Into clothes
That they don't want
They might force themselves
And live an unhappy life
Or
They might force themselves
And kill themselves early
To escape from all the hatred
They made towards themselves
As a result of how they lived
People are dying every day
Every hour
Every minute
Every second
And among those people
Are kids
That are dying
Believing that can't be loved
That they are wrong
That they are broken
Among the kids
That are dying
There some that kill themselves
To release themselves from a abuser
From human trafficking
From the evils of the world
And among them
Are kids
Who kill themselves because of things they can't control
Like who they love
And who they are
Things that cannot be controlled
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A Message to the World
RandomListen to me. I just wanted to tell people. I'm not a out person, and I doubt I might ever be, but this is what I wrote after reading stories about coming out, the reactions, and my own life in the closet.