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I wonderI sometimes wonder if people use a smile as make up, To cover the pain they hide deep inside their chest. If they use laughter as a medicine, To cure and stop them from crying. I sometimes wonder if is true that love really cures it all. Because so far all I've got from it, its been cuts that bleed and always leave scars. Scars that never close up no matter how much you try. I wonder if people weren't afraid of showing who they really are, would make just a tiny change in this hell earth. Or could it be easier for all the people like me who don't have much of problem of telling who they are, but still hide it cuz they're scared of getting laughed at. Laughed and being pointed at because the way you are, because the way talk because the way you feel, because of who you love. As if they have right to decide who you want to spend the rest of your life with As if love only exists between a man and a woman As if is wrong for me to love someone my own sex But I cant wear this smile as my personal make up bag whenever i feel pain Because this isn't a game anymore because I'm tired and i cant win this battle anymore But I still try and I still fight for the freedom of love So in the future I wont have to hide it anymore But I still wonder if people would accept me for who i am If they would stop calling people like me names that make no sense Like if we don't have feelings and don't get hurt But i might lose this battle But the war isn't over yet and at the end I want to be able to feel freely to love who ever i want and smile a smile that's not covering pain or shame of who i am But showing how happing I'm feeling inside Smiling next to the girl, my dream come true, my life And then i would throw away the nasty medicine that's been flowing through my body making me laugh when no joke in this world was funny enough to even put a smile on my face Till then I'll wonder if this dream will ever happen If people would open their eyes and have some dignity if people would ever let me smile... and I'll wonder and I'll wonder till then.. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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