Homophobia is Gay

am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends im a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.

I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"

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I walk down the crowded halls
Nobody notices me.
I walk alone, book in hand
And nobody can see.
The pain I hold back
The cuts under my clothes.
The depression expressed
But nobody knows.
To them...
I'm just another emo kid.

I'm labeled a freak
A total disgrace.
To human nature
I don't belong in this place.
Their words do sting
But not a word I say.
I just give in
Let them have it their way.
To them...
I'm just another emo kid.

They talk about me
And they think I don't know.
How their cruel games
Of torment go.
I've seen the pain
They put people through
But there's nothing I can do.
After all,
To them...
I'm just another emo kid.

My own family disapproves
Of the way I am.
To them I'm wrong
And forever alone.
I have no one to turn to
No one to care.
No one to stop the pain
Because no one is there.
To them...
I'm just another emo kid.

My friends don't know
And I won't tell.
How I must live
In this daily hell.
They see me smile
They don't know that it's fake.
But they can't see
how my heart just wants to break.
To them...
I'm just another emo kid.

I hate to be hurt
Yet I cause myself pain.
I cut myself daily
They think I'm insane.
They think I have no emotion
I'm just hollow inside.
But I do feel
I'd just rather hide.
To them...
I'm just another emo kid.

What's the point
In showing how you feel?
It just ends up in a heartbreak
It always will.
And who could ever love
Somebody like me?
An emo boy,
A nobody?
To them...
I'm just another emo kid.

But there is one boy
He holds my heart.
He picked me up
When I fell apart.
He promised he loved me
I believe that it's true.
Something is holding me back
I'm not sure what to do?
To them...
I'm just another emo kid.

I'm of no importance.
I feel nothing.
I'm a pushover.
I'm just another emo kid.

To them...
I'm just a shadow of greater people.
I'm just a nobody.
A reflection shattered.

To them...
I'm just another emo kid.