This poem was Daniel. He is my boyfriend and his family and friends don't know he is gay.
Hidin' in the Closet
With fear of showing emotions
with fear of being me!
I sit here in my closet
thinking how I'm going to live.
The fear that I can't explain
is killing me inside
and it hurts more now knowing
I have someone by my side
That someone who's so understanding
that someone I'm still thinking of
that someone who cares about me
mom!, that's the person I wanted to love!!
It HURTS more to know that you hate him
than it hurts when you beat me for seeing him
and you hate the fact that I met him
Oh, how I hate being trapped in the closet.
Now I'm sitting here with the fear
and I want some people to hear
that the the kid who's trapped in the closet
cares about love more than money in his pocket.
I've been through many obstacles to get to see your face
and I'm willing to let that happen to see it all over again
damn, I don't know but I'll probably just lose it
seph come safe me from the moda f.....g closet ^___^
