Sexual Confusion
Maybe I want to go down this street?
The light is red but I am constantly
hesistating. What is wrong with me?
Maybe nothing. I feel so unusal compared
to the common person. They all look at
me differently. Hey I even look at myself
funny. Painful memories of things I wish
I could do. Maybe they expect me to kiss
or hold hands with someone who is opposite
my sex. I don't know if that's what I want,
I don't know if their's a chance for me.
I heard their is a whole world who will embrace
me. A world that doesn't always go in a circle.
A world that doesn't always see in a straight line.
If these feelings are wrong please tell me why I crave
them?
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2005
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