It's like this:
You are fifteen and you are
Covered in rainbows and your smile
Fills your face,
And you come home and
You learn that one-hundred and three people just like you were shot,
Because they were just like you.
It's like this:
The bitterness in your bones
Suddenly fills you so entirely you
Wipe off the make-up and rip off the tie-dye.
It's like this:
You are fifteen and queer,
But you are not free to love.
YOU ARE READING
A Colorful Fight- Speech Poems
ПоэзияThese are some poems I picked out for speech team, themed LGBTQA+
