Ms. Right

Sun, 01/15/2017 - 18:29 -- Blurry

That one, hiding her true self, does she really think she's straight?

She thinks she can just wait for Mr. Right and then everything will be okay.

Little does she know that Ms. Right is waiting for the right moment,

but unlike Blurry, Ms. Right is not just broken, but open,

and Blurry is broken but not open.

But true love will always prevail in the end,

whether it's girlfriends or boyfriends,

just like a true friend will be there to mend

your broken heart.

And, yes, it's hard to pretend to be someone you are not

in front of your parents just so you won't get caught

doing something that they taught

you as wrong.

But the hardest part is accepting yourself as you are

and once you've done that, the memories from the past

will be nothing but a scar

slowly fading until it's not.

I am Blurry and it's a girl that makes my heart complete,

a beautiful girl that, through it all, makes me feel happy underneath.

I'm not confused and this is not a phase,

I'm only trying to be happy in a world that doesn't want me.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
Our world
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