I was in my dorm by myself, muttering about how much life sucked, and I realized it sounded rather good so I wrote it down and fiddled around with it a bit, and it turned into the sort of speech you might get from a play. Anyway I thought I'd share it with you all so here it is: All I want is to be able to be myself And yet they make me so afraid. I just wish people could open up their minds And listen, And try to understand things from a new perspective And banish all their prejudice. I wish I could say the word “closet” Without wanting to crack a gay joke. Why can’t a closet be just a closet, A place to hang clothes Rather than a hole in which to cower away And live behind a mask of content, When content is but a mere illusion? No one wants to suffer So why do so many people suffer At the hands of false friends? I wish I could be open, but opening up Would be opening the doors to an ignorant dagger Which would pierce my heart an immortal wound. Yet while in secret, my heart remains Locked away in a cage, the key hidden, Growing weary of isolation and Begging for a breath of fresh air. While locked away it drums a painful beat, Wishing it was like other hearts But knowing it will always be different.
I'm sorry you feel so bad about being closeted (*hug*) It is sucky, to be sure. Perhaps your speech making and whatever can be a positive outlet for it The last two lines were very resonant for me. I sometimes wish my heart was more like other peoples'.
Oh my God! Sweetheart this is powerful stuff! That is amazing. It's very sad but... Wow. Absolutely blown away and it takes a lot to make Mama speechless
