Coming Out Poem by Christian Rivera

So I'm a little nervous, shy and afraid
Of what my friends will think of me
My family won't care, I'm not important
But my friends are also my family

The closet is dark and damp
And I can feel myself catching a cold
But if I don't come out sooner or later
I'm going to live in here until I get old

I have a friend or two who love me no matter what
But my others, I don't really know
If I tell them, they might never think of me the same
I'm not gay, but bi is kind of the same though

And all these books about teen boys falling in love
Give me courage, and that feels great
But I'm in love with a girl named Angel
So as far as the world knows, I might as well stay straight

Coming out is so hard!
I can't decide if I want to or not
If I stay locked inside of the closet
I'll never know what my friends would have thought

And I'd yearn for the feel of a man
Just to know how it feels to go public
To see if I'm ready for life
Or retreat in my room and say 'Fudge it..'