Being Gay 🏳️‍🌈

I've known it since I was twelve,

I finally discovered my true self.

I found I was bisexual and not straight,

For this , I would get an abundance of my mother's hate .

It's ironic now that I think of it,

My religious and homophobic mother,

Had her only child turn out atheist and gay ,

For her, people of my kind are filth and we should suffer,

If she found out , I wonder what she would say.

I haven't told her yet ,

For I fear for my safety,

She'd prefer her daughter be dead , but not gay instead.

But despite all of this,

I would like to tell you mother, that I'm proud,

I'm not ashamed,

I will stand tall and I will be loud.

I won't burn myself just so you can be warm ,

I will brew up a storm .

I'm proud of who I am, mother,

Even though you might not be happy with who I've become,

But to your hatred , I refuse to succumb. 🌈