in the lunchroom at my school there are two murals one represents cultural diversity one represents sexual diversity the timing is bad to come out, but now there are two murals, and i am in fear that someone's gonna come up to me and say "what's up, faggot?" and i won't protest, because denial won't help the timing is bad to lie and and say no the landing pad on top is taken away and in division when i look up and see my name i get a chill cause someone's gonna find it funny and then ill have to hurt them, the factors are tiring and so am i my sense of humor worn to a frazzle, don't care for the hassle, over time ill grow to understand their reactions, but that's not going to happen now,for i am not that mature and i ask myself if i should have let my name up there, and i realize that i didn't have a choice. if i hadn't had the nads, id never be able to look at myself in the mirror and my name would never be on the mural on the wall at my school.
Reason for writing:
we had a mural put up for our GSA club in the lunchroom. i was agonizing over whether i should have my name put up, because that was basically the same as coming out, and finally i said the hell with it!
Birth sign: Aries
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