They say I'm so different but how can that be?
I'll take the knife and carve out my chest, Is this not a heart that beats?
They say I'm so different but can they not see?
I breathe the same air that they breathe.
They say I'm so different, an abomination.
Have I not prayed in the house of God?
They say I'm so different, they whisper and stare.
Are these not tears that fall from my eyes?
They say I'm so different, he's not like the rest.
Did I not play with the other children in pre-school?
They tell me I'm so different, over and over.
They tell me in disgust.
They tell me with distrust.
They tell me I'm not their friend.
Will it ever come to a end?
They scream out that I'm so different, I can hear it in my head.
Before I go to bed.
As I go to school.
When I walk down the street.
With my family when I eat.
Maybe, Maybe I am different.
Maybe I will burn in hell.
Maybe I will never be loved.
Maybe I will die alone.
Maybe.
I keep telling myself it's a dream and I will awake.
I keep telling myself someday I'll escape.
I keep telling myself I'm not different, who are they to say?
I've fooled myself for too long to keep going on this way.
In the end I guess that's what I get for telling the world, I'm gay.
Seth Rivers
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/they-tell-me-i-m-so-different/
