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Quit Asking.

Poetry By: desjane1
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Just a little fed up with my family.


Submitted:May 23, 2012    Reads: 47    Comments: 15    Likes: 3   


What matters to you?

Do I matter?

Or is it my sexual orientation that only matters to you?

 

I'm me, and only me.

I want all this talk about if I like girls or guys, or both to end.

Every night at the dinner table, it's the same thing.

 

JUST SHUT UP!

please, just.. please.

I'm begging you.

 

My own mother told me should would disown me, and never speak to me again...

That if i'm a lesbian or bisexual.

So, that really didn't help talking matters.

 

I'm tired of this,

I go to sleep at night dreading the next day,

the sun rises, and so does the talk.

 

Breafast,

Same thing at dinner time.

 

The only place I am not asked this, or spoken to about it,

is school

The only place that I feel secure at..

 

that isn't right.

I should feel safe, and secure at home.

But i'm not

 

Yelling at me for getting 80's,

not good enough,

constantly talking about who I like, guys or girls.

 

I just wish you would stop wanting me to be like her

Like you!

I AM NOT HER!!

 

I am not a lesbian,

I am not bisexual.

I am not anything.

 

I don't want to be judged for who i like,

So I'm not telling you.

I'm tired of being told the same stuff EVERDAY.

 

I hope you're happy,

you won't ever know.

I'm no longer talking to you about this,

 

Good night,

Good morning, 

Good bye.





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