ThexWhitexRabbit• Show poetry

Hello, I am just the normal (Well...As normal as I get) Teenage girl that loves to write.
I write storys and poetry and also love to read them.
I love to have fun and I always try make the best of things. I write all kinds of poetry, from depressing, real life experiances, to just random free write.
I mostly write what I feel and sometimes I like to challenge myself and get my friends to give me a word or prompt and just go with it. They always tell me that I get it pretty good.

I am bisexual and proud of it, though aparently my aunt thinks other wise. I am Wiccan and also proud, I am not a Wiccan because "I think it is differnt" or "They are sitanic" (Which we ARE NOT!) It is a very widespread religion and most people do not aprove of it. Sadly I just go along and don't talk about it in frount of some people, which is for the best.

Well for the time being that is all, thank you and I hope you like my poems.







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HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG

I am the girl kicked out of her home because
I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets
because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother
tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter
long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the
hospital because they would not let my
partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with
nightmares of being taken away from the
two fathers who are the only loving family
I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess.
I survived the attack that left me in a coma
for three weeks, and in another year I will
probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed
myself just weeks before graduating high school.
It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang
up on us when she found out we wanted to
rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom
I should use if I want to avoid getting the
management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even
visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised.
The court says I am an unfit mother because
I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found
the support system grow suddenly cold and distant
when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has
no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged
his son because I grew up afraid to show
affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always
wanted to teach gym until someone told me
that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics
stopped treating me as soon as they realized
I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because
I think I could be a much better person if I
didn't have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church,
not because I don't believe, but because
they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what
this world needs most, love .

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