pressure. pain. fear. loathing. love. hate. apprehension. the list goes on and on i for one have come out to all as far as my mother but i still haven't told my father because at this challenge i shudder fearful am i, bravado won't cut it my father thinks i still like girls. instead i prefer boys except when they act like churls im afraid, pure and simple i know i'll have to be tough but this is the worst who taught me to be tough?? and i don't introduce my family to most of my friends because the recriminations would then never end i don't know what to do im at the end of my rope great time to fall into serious like now you can call me a dope rainbow flags and rainbow fags is an expression used by some of my neighborhood boys i don't say anything, because i know thats one of lifes quiet joys lets go all the way back, pop i havent changed a bit but i already know that when i tell him i'll be in some deep shit.
Reason for writing:
i read chanel's poem danny&paul(lovers of the night) and realized that I AM PAUL. just as afraid, and just as unready.
Birth sign: Aries
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