If I just stay away
Maybe I could be accepted one day
I sit inside as they gaslight me to believe
That I am some sort of monster
Who’s unnatural and peeved
My parents telling me that “this is a choice”
That I should “just change”
“Choose”
Do they not see that all I am is used?
I look at everyone one around me so glowingly happy
Whilst I am
Wishing
Longing
And
BEGGING
To be “normal”
Everyday
Somedays I find myself wishing one day I would wake up normal
Or I would wake up dead
As If THEY had some bounty on there head
They tell me that it's not that big of a deal
And that I am being overdramatic
Yet people still call me horrific things like
“Selfish”
“Attention seeking”
“Mean”
And “F*ggot”
Everyday I ponder upon this
Why won’t they accept me the way I am?