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Lesbian in the locker room
I'm willing to worship
Any girl that calls me a name other than disgusting
The world is progressive
But it has not moved forward
I turn to face the linoleum, saying,
"Oh the ceiling is looking mighty fine today"
And then they squeal
"Ew, she's looking at me!"
Report me to the principle if you dare
I dare you to be outed
And still have to show up to class every day
I leave the locker room
Gym shorts and ugly gray t-shirt
Covering up the undeserved shame I feel
I'm just focused on trying to make the volleyball team
I'm not worried about how high you're hiking up your shorts
Until they are microscopic
It doesn't make you look cool
Oh, and Josh, I talked to him
He doesn't like you
I hope your Christian parents
Can see how you dress when they aren't there to check in the morning
Putting on mascara that's full of vulgarity
And misleading phrases
Your pretty polished faces made middle school living torture
I should have stayed in the closet
Instead of coming out for you
Copyright ©
Elisha Jackson
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