To all the homosexuals, bisexuals, heterosexuals who understand this.
It's hard to be a lesbian sometimes
when you hear that you are a sin.
God hates homosexuals,
and you should be dead.
That's why I stopped believing.
I read the Bible once.
He said that he loved us all.
We shouldn't cast judgement on each other.
We are all meant to love thine neighbor.
If all we need is love,
then why am I cast out?
It's hard to be black sometimes
when rocks are being thrown.
I have bruises and scars
but Daddy can't see them.
I'm lucky that my skin is dark.
I punched someone for calling me an Oreo.
They just don't understand.
If there's no segregation,
then why am I still beaten?
It's hard to be a woman sometimes
when you're stuck in the kitchen.
This isn't the dark ages, but we act like it.
I once worked hard in school
and studied until I slept.
I hated it but I had a dream.
"You're a girl," my teacher said.
"You're supposed to get married, not read books."
"Books will rot your uterus."
If sexism is wrong, then why crush my dream?
It's hard to be a teenager sometimes
when all you hear is how horrible they are.
I want to help my parents out
and get a job to pay them back.
I can't because I'm a teenager.
I do the best I can
with the laborous jobs I have.
People think I'm lazy,
but I try to prove them what I am.
If we are supposed to better ourselves,
then why won't they let me try?
It's hard to be alive sometimes
when thinking about the shit we live with.
Hate flows like rivers
and the KKK lives again.
It's hard to hear the protests
when you're afraid to get out of bed.
Most battles have been fought.
I suppose it's our time to shine.
(A/N: This hasn't been edited, just something on my mind. I didn't mean for all the God refrences, but eh. Too late now. Don't get on me about it, I know there are enough Christians who like us but hey, my poem!)
