Back To Front
Its time to come out
of the cupboard,
the closet, the press.
Time to be honest,
Time to confess.
Time to let on that
I am straight, surely
that will end the debate.
Yes I am hetero,
I really like men.
That's my secret,
My starter for ten.
Not that it matters
because I am just me.
There isnt a template
for who I should be.
So why are others
forced to confess?
Told to be honest,
their sexuality to address.
For we are all human, we are all real,
Its not up to others just how we should feel.
Its not about Hetero,
Gay or straight,
Its about people
and how they relate.
If everyone is equal
and their hearts are the same,
if they have skin, ten toes and a name.
Why should we push some of them
to make the claim, that their
orientation just isnt the same?
If we are all human's
thats the way it should be,
Just men and women with no
pressure to be ....... anything
other than You or Me.
Copyright © Bronwyn Matthew | Year Posted 2014
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