My True Colors

Why do people have to judge me 

they have no reason to...

right???

I ask that question myself 

but am I ready to face my fears,

to come out of the closet 

to face the cold harsh truth:

I don't belong here 

that people don't want me here

I should stay in my cocoon 

safe and snug 

maybe

I can burst out and show my true colors

but then again

I get the feeling 

Of their eyes piercing at me 

like I'm a diesease 

To feel them scoot away from me 

like I am contagious 

I should show the world who I am 

another PROUD member of the rainbow community 

But seriously, 

Why do people have to judge me?

 

 

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