Do Not
Do not push me back into that closet
because you're too ashamed
of who I am.
Do not "warn" me about anything
because you haven't been in my situation
nor ever will be.
Do not pretend that you care
and do not pretend to be a supporter
when in reality
all you want
is to hide me
from who I really am.
And Do NOT use tough love on me
because I have hidden myself
for 17 years
in fear of the way you would react.
and i was right.
But I
Am Not
Hiding Anymore.
Because that closet door
finally opened
and your gay son
just got gayer.
This poem is about:
Me
My family