voice 17: queerness.

My nerves tingle,
with every look.
My complexity hides,
with every whisper.

Drape my identity,
with it, my tribe.
Dry my voice,
with it, my life.

Hidden in a creek,
painting a fake color.
Hidden in a crowd,
painting a fake face.

Embrace your flaws,
but not me.
Embrace your uniqueness,
but not me.

Why me?
I am queerness,
not your slave.

Written as a part of the A to Z challenge, details about, which can be read here.

This is the installment to the theme I revealed here.

When did societal norms become so bleak to make space for everyone? 

Take care

From the not so-


Posted by

Being 'Weird' is Good. Being 'You' is Awesome.

2 thoughts on “voice 17: queerness.

A glass of whiskey for your perspective?!

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s