A Poem About Being In The Closet! I look around no one to be found, All alone no one know's, Being surrounded by people but they can never know, About who I am, What would they think? If I was different than I appear, Would they still love me anyway, Or turn there backs and walk away, I worry till I can no more, But what can I say I love Men, And I think that's Ok, But they can't know, They won't understand, About who I really am, So I sit in my closet, Full of questions, Until i'm ready to break the door down.
if you really love someone you won't care what anyone thinks, if you still doubt then you don't really love that person.
That's such a good poem that's exactly how i feel cause my family have always taken the mick out of gay people, which is wrong. Damn, what would they say if they knew? I don't think i'll be coming out til i'm like 18 :/
