My Secret...
Contributed
by: Jonnie
When you look at me,
what do you see?
My hair, my clothes,
or my inner beauty?
My friends always smile and wave at me.
They see the same,
know my personality.
They know who I am,
the person inside.
There is nothing about me
I should have to hide.
But something exists,
that I don’t want to share.
A secret I hold,
that is hard to bare.
This secret is large,
and I don’t want to say.
I am afraid to tell you
that I am gay.
I don’t know why this is,
that I am this way.
But please don’t think of me less,
because I am gay.
As my friend
I need you to be there at my side,
So when I fall or stumble,
you can be my guide.
I need a shoulder to cry on,
when I’m feeing down,
I need you as encouragement,
so I won’t have to frown.
God has given me a gift
made especially for me.
Not my hair or clothes,
but my inner beauty.
This is who I am,
so I hope you will see,
that all I’ve said
is real
and not a fantasy.
You now know who I am,
the person inside.
Nothing else exists,
that I have to hide.
So now you know my secret,
the one I hesitated to say.
I am now proud
to tell you that I am gay.
