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Poem

Discussion in 'Chit Chat' started by babyjax13, Jun 30, 2013.

  1. babyjax13

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    I wasn't really sure whether to post this or not/where to post it. I've been doing a lot of thinking lately just about the way I and other gay people are treated and I ended up writing a poem...and I've just had such a feeling of peace from it that I wanted to share it with people that might be wondering if others have had the same feelings as them.

    I really wasn’t anything
    But now I’m a nothing
    Want to be something
    But every time I try I find it’s not me, not me
    I wanted to be a king
    Wanted to find a queen
    And so I kept searchin
    Found out I was no king
    Damn, not a king?
    Does this mean I’m not anything, not anything?
    No, it means I’m nothing, I ain’t got nothin
    Everywhere I look, someone’s somethin
    But not me, not me

    Oh these legs, they made me free
    Oh this mouth, it made me, me
    Oh this heart, it made me see
    It just ain’t me, ain’t me

    So what do I do when I keep on findin
    Keep on denyin
    Keep on cryin
    No I can’t deny it, no I can’t deny it,
    I wasn’t a king looking for a queen, I was a prince looking for a prince – yeah, that’s me.
    So they called me faggot
    And I’m like, no, that’s not it
    So they called me sinner
    How can I be a fuckin winner
    When all you do is tell me not here, not here
    Yeah, I might love god
    Yeah, I might think it’s your god
    But everywhere I look the doors are closing up
    And maybe I just don’t give a fuck
    Everywhere I look, the doors are closing up
    And I just don’t give a fuck
    But then I overcame that apathy
    As I rediscovered me
    Yeah, it got lost in translation
    Just another gay kid,
    Just a part of a movement,
    Just a part of this movement.
    No, I’m not in your movement,

    I ain’t just a gay kid
    I am me,
    I am free,
    And that’s all I’ll ever really be.
    Yeah, that’s good enough for me,
    All we ever want is to be free.
    Yeah, that’s good enough for me,
    It’s a lot more peace than anyone let me see.
    You see, there’s so much confusion
    So many delusions
    I can’t be a cool kid
    When I might suck dick
    Yeah, there’s so much confusion,
    So many delusions,
    But hey man, I overcame that.
    So, you might not like it
    And maybe you’re right about it,
    Maybe I am going to hell
    But does this ring a bell?
    God said he loves all his children
    And if you ain’t countin me that’s just bull shit
    I finally made a roster
    I’m one of those children
    And yeah, I might be another gay kid
    But if you try to stereotype me, that just ain’t it.
    And yeah, I might be another gay kid
    But I do a lot more than shop at Hollister and be your daughter's gay friend
    I ain’t your gay friend, I’m just straight up your friend
    I ain’t askin for handouts, I don’t want your pity
    I grew up like this, I live this, I breath this
    What do I live, what do I breath?
    No, it ain’t men, it’s pavement.
    Cause you see, I like cars
    I played basketball from sunrise to sunset
    Asphalt all over my face
    Wanted to win that race
    Finally made the team
    Finally achieved that dream
    Only to find a bunch of high school dicks who if they knew…would end it

    No, I ain’t just a gay kid, I’m just like you man
    So if you’re callin me different, you’re sorely mistaken
    I’m not just a gay kid…no,
    I’m just like you man.
    I ain’t just a gay kid,
    I’m livin the dream,
    This is me
    And I feel so damn free.
     
  2. john1b1

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    This sounds like it should be set to music