Telling someone I am going toHave toTell someoneAren't i?Would you forgive me?Could you? Tell someone what? About meAbout who I amWhat I am Who are you?Tell meTell meWho you areTell me, and I'll forgive you. Thank you
I want you. You have me. I want you... Sweetheart...I'm here But.. Can I have you...? You already have me.. You promise? I don't like to promise.. But yeah, I'm here.I'm here and I'm staying. You have me.
people like me Tell me to stopThat it's disgustingThat I'm disgustingBut tell meThat you care about me anyway I wouldExcept I don't lieSo I'm sorryBut you're not disgusting You say thatAs if you knowWhat I am I think I doI've known you for a long timeI haven't seen anything wrongYou're perfect People like meWe hide what we areVery well Why should you have to So that people like youWho lie to usJust to get insideSo that people like youWho we trustNo questions askedDon't tell the world OuchThat hurtsI haven't given you any reasonNot to trust me It's repulsiveWhat I amI'm repulsiveThere is no wayThat I would ever tell anyoneWhat I amAnd if someone where to find outWho I amWhat I amI think I mightQuite literallyDie inside
Some QuestionsWould you hate me if I told you how I loved?Would you shun me if you knew my heart and mind?Do you think it's a sin for me to be who I am?Do you really think God would oppose love and support hate?Do you realize that I am just like you,same hopes, same dreams, same fears?Could you sleep at night,or face yourself in the morning,knowing you are an advocate for discrimination and loneliness?Do you think the love I feel is not as "real" as yours?How can you know my heart well enough to judge it?And, have you looked at your own heart lately?
reminding me....Dear you,I love you. Whole heartedly.I die inside everytime you don't look at me and I crave your attention.I secretly hate every other girl in class. Because you love them.And not me.I need you in my life.I don't know what I would do without you.If you would suddenly leave me. I might die.Everything I see reminds me of you.Leopard print.Blue.Tigers.Lions.Engravings.Cats.Silly words.Big words.Profound words.Baked goods.Chocolate chip cookies.Cupcakes.Sparkles.Bows.Ribbons.Pink lipsticks.Blue eye shadows.Chocolate brown eyes.Coffee.Coffee with straws .dragons.Pizza.Horses.Every little thing. Everywhere I look.I need you in my life.I hate that im not part of your life.Im forcing myself to be this girly girl who I hate just so that you will look at me…you never do.i cant stand this in my life anymore....i wont leave...i'll stay forever.with you...if only.........goodbye
Is it wrong?Is it wrong for me to love? Because that’s what it is, love.It may not be with a man, but I know. I know it’s love. What else could it be? The desire to look at her face, her eyes, her lips… And never wanting to look away. The need to hold her hand, and to regret letting it go. To see her smile, and skip a heartbeat. To have my stomach turn to fluff at the thought of her. “You’re just close friends” they say. “You can’t naturally love another woman.” I ask you… what is this? Friendship? The same that I have with men? Impossible. She is beautiful. Gorgeous, even. She is my
Not a Doorman Who holds the key?How can I get access.And slowly unlock the door.Not open it wide.It takes time to openThe doorHow can I get a hold of it.Where can I go?What can I doTo show youI'm not in it toHurt you.To show youI don't open the doorTo the world.I'm not a doorman. I don'tHave the key.Even if I did,I don'tHave a heartTo give you..
Something Clever... Tell me something, clever. Samuel is clever. Is she? yes. Prove it. I know her. You don't like her. No, I do!! Make up your mind.Because if you change it every day,For every person you're around,I'm never gonna believe what you say. Yes. I do. I like her. Then don't say that you don't like her.If you like someone, you don't talk bad about them.If you like them, you don't complain about everything that they do. I keep changing my mind.But whatever. If you change your mind about her,whats stopping you from changing it about me? ... Let me know,When you make up your mind.Till then... You know where to find me.
whats 'real'? Please don't leave me I won't.Why do you think I will? Tell me how I'm differentHow I'm specialHow you love me You're more real than them.You're more real than anyone I know.I see so much more than them in you.I like you.You're different. What's 'real'Who's 'them'What is it that you see inside of me
it wont change I thinkIt's bestIf you leave But I don't want toI like youI don't want to goTo lose you I'm not giving youMuch of a choiceLeave NoWhyWhy do you want me toWhy should I I'd rather have you leaveIt hurts much lessThan when I lose you Well I'm notI'm not leaving youI haven't left you yetWhy do you think that will change
Light upon her skin.I want to beIn love with someoneAnd watch the lightDance on the tips of her skin.Like the sea, I'll be the ebb, And she'll be the flowMoving together in perfect rhythm .I want that feelingOf confusing, alternating, maddeningLove to fill me from withinAnd to know how it feels,To hear the words –
could i trust you? You asked me, Who has your key? What Key? The key to your heart I looked away &&&When I didn't respond,You asked me Can I have the key? But when I still was quiet,And wouldn't look at you, Please.. I really want to have it.. The truth is, I no longer hold the key.I've trusted so many people with it,Too many.I don't have it. Don't know where it went.I've given it to so many people who haveUnlocked my heartJust to hurt me. I don't have a key to give you.I'm sorry.But.. If I did, could I trust you,To hold it safe?Close to your heart,Where no harm could come of it?Could I trust you,Not to walk away once I've let you in?Once you've seen what I am?I said, I'm sorry. I can't....
what would you do?What would you do,If this valentine's dayI drove up to find you?What would you do,If when I found youI grabbed your hand?What would you do,If I shove you up against the wall andI kissed you?What would you do,If I told youI love you?
sometimes..Sometimes..I feel like youWould accept meFor who I amSometimes..You really make meBelieveThat you love meSometimes..I wonderIf you know thatI'm a lesbianSometimes…
A very passive agressive piece for the lesbian cluIt is okay to be shallow.I do not love all.It is okay, really.My space is just small.It is okay.I do not care.Love can have conditions.It makes more sense for me.Orientation is here for a reason.Please, let me be.
made me this wayFor too longYou lied to meFor too longYou made meWaitAloneIn theDarknessNowIm walking awayWhen you ask othersAbout meAsk about howWhyI have changedJust rememberIt was youWho made me this way
But this is really a great poem, i just love it!!