My life is in an upheaval
And you wonder why?
For years you manipulated,
Pushing me aside.
Too selfish to see
I hurt so much inside!
While I did nothing but try
You continued to lie.
You’re not a supporter at all
When you don’t let me breathe
You’re just a gas-lighter
Consuming all the oxygen, I breathe.
While holding me back
Not allowing me to fly.
Relentlessly pushing me
To the edge of suicide
You started the fire
With the first strike.
Making me feel
I had to hide.
Hide who I am
Ashamed, I’m gay
Making me lie to myself
Through many of year
For this is how one feels
When he has no support.
Aunts and Uncles stood up for me,
From what I know.
But my desire to spread my wings
Were met with a no!
My son will not be gay!
It’s not acceptable.
Pushed aside and abandoned
For wanting to dance
Not allowed to be authentic
Never given a chance
Why do you continue to lie?
Manipulate and chastise
You’re just a gas-lighter, after all!
Please stop the lies!
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R.T. Garner
I am passionate about helping people achieve more than they ever thought possible. I am vibrant, alive, full of possibilities. I ache from a desire to create positive change, and I am driven to help others realize their own potential.
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