Poem: Coming Out Isn’t Always Gay

Posted By: Aastha Seth

Art By: Harpreet Singh

I had everything,
Anyone could ever ask for,
Loving parents,
Supportive siblings,
Good grades,
Cool friends,
But there was always something missing,
It was it was my freedom.

I had everything,
Anyone could ever ask for,
Great looks,
Nice personality,
Fine name,
Much popularity,
But there was always something missing,
It was it was my freedom.

Freedom to express,
Freedom to feel,
Freedom to tell,
Everyone that how I feel,
Everything I had was useless,
When I tried to come out of the dark closet
Where I have been hiding my whole life.

Parents weren’t loving anymore,
They thought I was a mistake.
Siblings weren’t supportive anymore,
They thought I was an embarrassment.
Grades were still good,
Cause they weren’t human enough to understand.
Friends weren’t cool,
Cause I was a gay to them.

Coming out of that closet isn’t easy,
Fighting for your freedom isn’t smooth,
How can I hurt people I love,
But I love myself more than them,
And I will come out to them.

To love myself,
To accept myself,
And to choose myself over anyone,
This life I will choose,
Will not be easy,
But it will be worth,
And I will live it,
Cause I’ll earn it by coming out of closet.
Everything will be stuck inside me until I say,
That all I feel is only gay!!

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