HUMAN (Pride Poetry)

Coming Out

"People might think you gay..."
"Please tell me you like guys right?"

In a flicker of a moment, in a switch of a movement. I can change your view of me forever, even though you've known me before I've could remember.

Well mom,
It's a little hard to explain,
And I don't want to play this game,
This way.

What would I say?

To explain to you,
How I can't constrain,
To the restraints,
To theses buckles of this Bible Belt.
These rituals,
Of a Christian household.

What would I say?
To tell you that yes I like guys,
But no I like girls too.

Ma...Pa..
I'm different, you've always known.
It's been a strange loop,
Round this carousel,
Of a childhood.
All your support, all your love.

If I were to explain,
What I am,
Even though
I'm not certain, nor understand.
How could I expect,
you too?

Comfort in this closet,
Security in this secretive.

There is no desire,
No dream,
No benefit to coming out for me.

To come out..means to be certain.
To be confident,
In who and what I am.
And I am not.

Not yet,
Not now,
At least not today.

"Your straight but...but what?!"