i close my eyes for a few minutes think about what i have said about what i plan to do when i am raised from the dead i feel ashamed for thinking this way as long as i live i will try to be alive i cry again as i realize my spirits have taken a dive you see, i bought into the game for a little while, its true, i did, this way: i didn't want to be black be the way i am, thats gay but i have recovered, i know where my place is whether it be summer or winter, day or night unlike some of us i want to be at the front not in the back but leading the fight you see, some of us want to be different then the way we really are self-conscious, uncomfortable wishing we were someplace very far advance forward, don't go back don't be something you can't be don't want to be something that doesn't look right on thee i made that mistake, probably will make it again but as i gazed i realized that your scrutiny was lame in that moment i was not ashamed of myself nor ashamed of being ashamed i raised my head, straightened my shoulders proceeded forward,don't stop,don't stop along the way at all i open my eyes to begin the day and immediately fall but instead of being embarrassed i stood up calmly brushed myself down showered, shaved, freshened up and dressed and left for BoysTown.
Reason for writing:
certain people i know want to be what they aren't. some want to be white, some want to be black, some want to be male, some want to be female, some want to be straight, some want to be gay. but its alright what you are.
it just took me awhile to figure that out!!!
Birth sign: Aries
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