Being Gay
The night turns into day
Here I am once again, gay
Confused
Disassociated and abused.
Though, I was born this way
It was a life to choose
Mentally I faltered talking on an image
Lacking self-respect for who I was
Of who I chose to be
Consider it an open invitation for humiliation and discrimination
Or consider it a conversation between the right and wrong in you
The weak and strong in you
Still the night turns into day
As the month’s fade to years
But who am I to shed a tear
Who am I to not be okay
With being gay
Copyright © Marcus Alexander Green | Year Posted 2016
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