Hmm.. Poem by kayla martinez

People sit and stare.
You just aren't aware.
People think about you,
You have no clue.

Can't you accept it,
That you aren't sh*t?
I look at you everyday,
But you don't know I'm gay.

How would you act if you knew?
Would it have an affect on you?
How about if I liked you, though?
Would our friendship still grow?

These question unasked.
Afraid of this simple task.
Just come on and say two words.
I'm gay. Out come the swords.