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Hey Dad,
This note is strictly for you....
How do you feel when you see me?
Are you disappointed? I bet you are. I`m sorry I`ll never be what you wanted me to be. But this is just who I am.
You know I still hate you for everything you did, and do, right?
But I`m not writing this to let you know that, because I hope you already understand that. But this is just a letter, asking if you could remind me where this all went wrong?
Where we started falling apart?
Maybe where we first started drifting off.
I know I don`t act like it, and maybe you wouldn`t guess it, but I miss the old you. The you who would hang with me and play video games and toss around a football with me. Where did that all go?
Down the drain I guess.
Do you even know if I`m alive half the time? I mean, we never really talk anymore.
A quick 'what`s up?' once in awhile isn`t much of a conversation.
Where are you?
What are you thinking about?
Are you worried about me and Mom and Jake?
Could you even care less?
These are answers I`ll never receive, and I understand that.
But what I can`t understand is why you can`t except me, or even try to strike up a conversation with me. Do you know how much it would help?
You have no idea about the suicide attempts, or the anger and depression I`m going through. I know you don`t know, Mom doesn`t even know.
Would you see me any differently if you did know?
Probably not. I`d still be the artist freak upstairs who you are disappointed in.
Dad, one more question.....
Do you know I still love you-the old you?
This note is strictly for you....
How do you feel when you see me?
Are you disappointed? I bet you are. I`m sorry I`ll never be what you wanted me to be. But this is just who I am.
You know I still hate you for everything you did, and do, right?
But I`m not writing this to let you know that, because I hope you already understand that. But this is just a letter, asking if you could remind me where this all went wrong?
Where we started falling apart?
Maybe where we first started drifting off.
I know I don`t act like it, and maybe you wouldn`t guess it, but I miss the old you. The you who would hang with me and play video games and toss around a football with me. Where did that all go?
Down the drain I guess.
Do you even know if I`m alive half the time? I mean, we never really talk anymore.
A quick 'what`s up?' once in awhile isn`t much of a conversation.
Where are you?
What are you thinking about?
Are you worried about me and Mom and Jake?
Could you even care less?
These are answers I`ll never receive, and I understand that.
But what I can`t understand is why you can`t except me, or even try to strike up a conversation with me. Do you know how much it would help?
You have no idea about the suicide attempts, or the anger and depression I`m going through. I know you don`t know, Mom doesn`t even know.
Would you see me any differently if you did know?
Probably not. I`d still be the artist freak upstairs who you are disappointed in.
Dad, one more question.....
Do you know I still love you-the old you?
Literature
Does It Matter?
Does It Matter?
My father asked if I am gay
I asked Does it matter?
He said No not really
I said Yes.
He said get out of my life
I guess it mattered.
My boss asked if I am gay
I asked Does it matter?
He said No not really
I told him Yes.
He said you're fired faggot
I guess it mattered.
My friend asked if I am gay
I said Does it matter?
He said No not really
I told him Yes.
He said Don't call me your friend
I guess it mattered
My lover asked Do you love me?
I asked Does it matter?
He said Yes.
I told him I love you
He said Let me hold you in my arms
For the first time in my life something matters.
My God as
Literature
Gay
I am gay.
I'm not a disease, I'm not a problem
I'm not an affliction
I don't need treatment.
I don't need help
I'm not sick
I'm not confused
I'm not a sin.
I am gay.
I'm your daughter
Your sister
Your friend
Your co worker
Your classmate
Your acquaintance
A complete stranger
I am gay.
I need love, just like you
I need smiles
I need support
I need a hug
I need a friend
I need a family
I need acceptance
I need understanding
I need you
I am gay.
I know what love is
I know what pain is
I know what hate is
I know what life is
I am gay.
And I need you to love me
The same way you loved me before you knew
I am gay.
Literature
Bisexual
I like gorgeous, tall guys
and beautiful, petite girls
Hair slicked back
or in tight curls
Muscle shirts
Short skirts
Strong arms
Long legs
Toned abs
Lean torso
Flat chests
Soft breasts
Low chuckles
Sweet giggles
Deep stares
Soft glances
Male
Female
I can see the beauty in both
It doesn't matter to me
Just be yourself
And everyone is happy
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I know how you feel..sometimes i'm in my room with something sharp..But I don't do anything because I know some people still need me out there..Not my family..My mom is one of them..and my little brother..he needs someone to look up to and it can't be my father. I don't know why my Mom and Father are still together..But I can get a couple clues..She is sick..she doesn't have a job..so my Mom can't divorce him..from all the utter crap she takes from him, I don't know why he is still here..so I understand exactly how you feel..