I am invisible,
My thoughts are kept within.
I say nothing.
I can't let them know my sin.
I hate myself.
I can't control my thinking
I wish that there was someone,
Someone to stop my sinking.
My friends say turn to God,
And so I try and pray.
But my prayers they never leave,
They bounce back everyday.
No one understands.
I know my friends they try.
But NO ONE understands
Why I feel that I could die.
I am invisible.
In more than just one way.
And this is how i'm feeling,
In my life as a gay.
-Anna Ruth Thomson
May 15th, 2016
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