I've been out for a year,
Queer as can be, with no fear within me
Yet I pack up my clothes, and box up my items, cause soon this can't be...
I put these boxes in a moving truck and now behave as a hetero, because no one will except a homo...
I continue to grandma's for turkey and family time, asking about my "boyfriend" and how "he" is doing...
but if I told them the truth, they would be booing...
so I sit in my place, with a mask on my face.. afraid to say something wrong...
because if I'm leaving now to a new place...
they obviously don't want me to be "wrong"..
So back in that old closet I fall
Back to what I'm supposed to be...
A straight girl....
Nice and ...
"Carefree"....
YOU ARE READING
..:Just My Thoughts:..
RandomThis is just a little collection of a book that I have filled all of my feelings in...Whether it's good or bad...I will share it with you..to show that you not going through it alone... Hopefully, you find some comfort or relief in them :)
