I held their hands in mine,
Wishing this time life would be eaiser from now on,
That those days of hiding my true self are gone,
But forgot that sometimes our truthfulness,
For others is not so fine.
Oh that glare!
That glare from my father which said,
''You are being so unfair''.
And my mothers eyes,
filled with questions of why(s).
I wish I could tell them it was beyond me,
That by accepting me could they only set my soul free.
But ready they were not to hear,
To hear a word from me,
For it was too much for them to bear.
I sat there crying,
But thn I brought my hand to my face,
And wiped my tears.
From now on I will not hide my sexuality.
No I wouldn't even if there existed little acceptibility.
From no one atleast I wouldn't have any more fears.
Happy about that,
I smile and wipe my tears.