I walk on carrying that three letter word.
Is it wrong? Is it so absurd?
You say it’s fine but then I don’t understand.
He’s mine and I can’t hold his hand.
Do I disgust you?
You disgust me with your cold vicious mind.
Your robust view
You don’t see it as unkind.
I didn’t choose this.
I didn’t sign the dotted line.
So don’t abuse this.
Is it not about time!
Just accept it like I had to,
and you say you understand.
But if this is true
Then why can’t I hold his hand?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem