To Every Gay Soul Who's Ever Been Judged
Hay cuz
So... you're gay.
Some people say they never knew,
But I saw the pieces that made up you.
The towel on your chest, your Beyoncé show,
You weren't hiding you just didn't know.
The world says, "Be yourself," then slams the door,
The minute your truth becomes something more.
It smiles to your face, then talks behind,
Judging a heart they've never climbed inside.
They'll call you weak because you're kind,
As if compassion makes you less than mankind.
They'll question your manhood, question your name,
Trying to make you carry their shame.
They'll ask cruel questions wrapped as jokes,
Then laugh while your confidence slowly chokes.
"Who's the man?"
"Who's the wife?"
As if love can only fit one life.
Some will move when you sit too near,
Mistaking your presence for something to fear.
Some will swear that God's on their side,
While forgetting that love was never meant to divide.
But here's what they never understand...
No one chooses the cards they're handed in their hand.
What people choose is whether they hate...
Or whether they love before it's too late.
The truth is...
People don't fear who you love.
They fear what they cannot control.
They fear a person who refuses
To trade their truth for someone else's approval.
You'll be too loud.
You'll be too proud.
Too soft.
Too bold.
Too young.
Too old.
Too feminine.
Too masculine.
Too much.
Too free.
Until one day you realise...
The problem was never me.
They judged your walk.
They judged your voice.
They judged your clothes.
They judged your choice.
But every stone they threw your way
Said more about them than you that day.
So stand.
Even when your knees both shake.
Stand...
Even when your own heart breaks.
Love without asking permission.
Smile without seeking admission.
Dream without shrinking your light.
Keep choosing yourself every night.
Because courage isn't having no fear...
It's living your truth while fear stands near.
The world may whisper,
"You don't belong."
So answer back...
"I've belonged here all along."
Wear your truth.
Lift your head.
Don't let another cruel word
Live rent-free inside your head.
You are not broken.
You are not less.
You don't need fixing.
You deserve happiness.
And when they try to make you hide,
Remember this with stubborn pride:
The brightest stars were never made
To fit inside the smallest cage.
So shine.
Not because they approve...
But because you were born to.
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