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vividvoid14

I feel...

I feel really weird 

Different from others 

I try so hard to be positive

But the negative always hovers 

Round my head 

It's driving me dead 

To be more feminine then masculine. I don't cry all day

But still can't control my emotions

To be more of a man 

I feel like a gentleman

Year round 

Hate the voice of this sound. The way my brain works all mixed around. 

I want a happy future

But I feel hell bound 

I'm not gay.

I'm not straight

I like women

I like men 

Bisexual some may say

But why label myself 

Right away 

When I'm still learning 

I got the whole road 

Plenty of space for zig zagging

I'm not weird. 

Just.... learning 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: nehemiah adams (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 27th, 2024 01:27
  • Comment from author about the poem: So, I often feel weird, and different. I have no control over my emotions. \\\\r\\\\nI\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'m heads over heels in love with my girlfriend\\\\r\\\\nBut I do have Attraction for men too. \\\\r\\\\nThe next few poems may relate to LGBTQ\\\\r\\\\nJust a tough time I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'m going through. It\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'s nothing new I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'ve felt this way sense 6. I just suppressed emotions and now I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'m letting them lose.
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  • Cassie58

    I dislike how people are given labels and put in pigeon holes. Let people be themselves without having to worry where they will fit in. That’s what your poem meant to me. Be happy, that’s all that counts. Enjoyed reading you.

    • vividvoid14

      Thank you. And I'm really happy you got the message I was trying to send

      • Cassie58

        You are welcome

      • mati

        This is so beautiful, sending you so much light

        • vividvoid14

          Thank you so much. I really mean it



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