But I didn't chose this

Written after having a bad experience when I went to the mall today

You spit on me
Call me a disease
But what give you the right
to do as you please?

 

What is it?
Do you want me to cry?
All right, have at it.
I know you just want me to die.

 

And I do
With each hate filled word
a little more each time.

You persecute me for what I am,
But when did loving someone become a crime?

 

Look at my blood,
Running free from the cuts,
It's as red as yours,
So why am I treated like the mangy mutt?

 

I didn't choose this,
I don't want the hate,
Or the kicks or the jeers.
So, please.  Give your views an update.

 

For now though, just answer me this,
You spit on me,
Call me a disease.
But what gives you the right,
To do as you please?

Reviews

[Glee]

Touching write. I think people should be free to express the love they feel in any way they please. Sometimes I get the impression the stigma comes because those very people are jealous. Lol, you should never feel ashamed for loving someone.

[Dawn]

There is great sadness in here. But this is written beautifully.
Dawn

[geraldine]

yeah......everybody deserves respect from others. They should not degrade you or do something that is not goos just because they hate you...i feel the emotion on this poem..such a great poem.