Thomsen Jacob GabrielMoore
Being Gay - Poem by Thomsen Jacob GabrielMoore
I choke ryhmes Im undefined, no kind like mine, im inclined to
Stand tall and be around, no one can commpell, me to slip and fail,
True colours on the table, no more playing im just not able? .
Maybe theres another way which one you say?
The one whom i call thee, the theif deciever, lier, missleader,
not worthy of believing, your words have no meaning,
I AM loved abundently, breeding feelings, that surrounds me, inclines me to be free and set sea, to meet thee on eves spring,
Yes i am Worthy, fragile and pweny needing a new me
I come hear bearing only my hair, I stand here naked and bare,
Nothing I havnt shared do you care.?
Repeatedly you fufill us, my past is vast its in a glass,
Vase on the wall no more tears its finished all decieving i will not summarize that fateful lie, just bear it loud, i am proud, im am not a coward, I shall not dissallow it.
My true nature to be ploughered, .by you never ending parade of decieving me,
THE TRUE ME
Never will you change your thoughts,
Cannot cope with my new found hope,
I'm here, loud and clear I dont drink beer, nor am I sheer, dont know what to do with a Kings Speer, never will I be a civil engineer, just listen with your ears, I will tell you all prepare just listen Im QUEER.
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