I wrote this poem when I was first coming out. I am still a little shy about it, but I try not to be.

Want-A-Voice

I really love guys,
I just hate that makes me shy.
I always want to be myself,
But I always hide in my shell.

People always criticize,
I always tell myself.
That’s what keeps all my thoughts,
Locked up in my head.

I wish I had no worries,
About being who I am.
But inside,
I always hide.

My true colors,
That do abide.