Simply Choatic Poem by kayla martinez

How can this happen?
I barely even know you.
How can this affect me?
You don't even know yet.

I so badly want to tell you,
But I'm worried of your response.
We barely became friends,
And it can't just end now.

You say you accept gays,
But everyone is different.
What if you knew I liked you,
Would that change your view?

It sure did with them.
The accepted me at first,
But I guess I became 'creepy'.
Well, screw all of them.

Please don't let that happen.
I beg of you this!
Because I just need one friend,
Who accepts me for who I am.