Hiding, I’m hiding who I am
Hidden beneath a stereotype
Teenage girl
Meant to like boys
Born to like boys
But I’ve tried
And that doesn’t work
I’m scared
I’ll be judged
I’ll be criticised
To scared to open up to anyone
In case they leave
All I want is to be accepted
Not to be ostracized
I’m scared
I’ll be judged
I’ll be criticised
I’m not who people think I am
But I just want to be loved
Not by a man
By the people I yearn to love
I want them to love me
But I’m scared
I’ll be judged
I’ll be criticised
I don’t judge
I don’t criticise
So don’t judge or criticise me
I’m different…
Get over it!
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