I'm not fighning for justice,
Nor equality,
The only thing i'm fighting for,
Is the right to be me,
To be who i am,
Is it too mch to ask?
Must i hide, like a fugative,
Hide beneath a mask?
Why should i hide?
Hidden in shadows deep,
Pretend to be the same,
Only myself in blissful sleep?
Why is it a problem?
Me being gay,
It's not like i'm different,
From any other day?
Love this. Hopefully there will be day when no one care who we sleep with.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow...like this poem