I Am Me

by Nathan Bosworth   Dec 4, 2011


I remember how I felt,
When they called me that word,
Fag.

That word was burnt into my memory,
Cut into my skin,
That word scarred me.

They didn't care how I felt,
What it did to me,
What I did to myself.

Little did they know what I had thought,
I had it all figured out,
I planned my own death.

Tomorrow was the day,
The day that I free myself,
The day that they will know how I felt.

Pills,
A noose,
Is all it would take.

I gulped the round white circles down,
Feeling guilty,
A knot building inside of me.

Moments later it was too much,
I ran to the bathroom,
Purged myself.

It was then that I realized,
I am me,
I am a person too.

You can tell me it's not right,
That I chose this lifestyle,
That I will burn in hell for being me.

I am proud for who I am,
I will not change,
I am me.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Nathan Bosworth

    It is a horrible feeling that's for sure :(

  • 12 years ago

    by Kate

    Made me cry... I've been picked on before for my sexuality and it is useless and ridiculous

  • 12 years ago

    by Silent Girl

    I feel your pian i used to cut myself i know how you feel i feel your pain and hurt .

  • 12 years ago

    by prettyhadassah

    Thanks for this poem.. twas kinda touchin and i can relate. but one thing I learned... You can't love without loving yourself first.. It's like, you can't give what you don't have.. just held your head high and smile all the time.. great job!

    • 12 years ago

      by Nathan Bosworth

      Thank you so much. This poem is definitely the most emotional for me.

  • 12 years ago

    by WintersAngel

    Feel you, bro.

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