Fan Fiction ❯ Poems ❯ Don't Judge Me ( Chapter 18 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]
Who are they to judge me?
They do not know me.
They do not understand me.
They don't even try to feel
The feelings that I feel.

Who are they to say I'm "different"?
What is "normal," really?
They can say I'm a heretic,
They can say I'm "weird,"
But they can't say that I'm wrong,
When it doesn't feel unjust.

Why do people even judge
Before they know a person?
Why can't people be unbiased?
Like juries in court should be.
But everyone judges someone else.
That's just the way people are.

Why can't they just try to understand?
Why can't they open up their minds?

But if they don't fucking like it,
Then they don't have to watch.
They don't have to make fun of me,
They don't even need to react.

'Cause I'm not trying to force it on them,
To make them "gay" as well.
But if they think that watching us,
Will make them "gay like us,"
Then they don't need to fucking watch.

So just leave us alone,
For we don't need your ridicule.
About how we need live our lives
Like all the "normal" people.
To be "straight" like all those people,
Who are actually also "gay."

You live your lives,
And we'll live ours,
Without all your judgement.

For we can stand against your stares
While you cower in the corner.
Worrying about how you look,
And what other people think,
For all of you are so vain
Spending hours in front of a mirror,
Will never last, in my opinion,
In the world today.

For everyone needs to stand tall,
And say what they believe.
Those who do will survive,
Even if that would just be a day.
But those who simply slouch,
And stutter, and shake,
Will never make it to the end,
With a life that was lived to the fullest.

But I can say that I have lived my life,
With little regrets of some things.
For I may be a heretic,
With my "bisexual" ways,
But you can't say that I cowered,
In the corners of life.
Covering my face in shame,
And avoiding people's eyes.

I can say that I stood tall,
And said, without my voice shaking,
"I am not like you all,
And I never will be.
You may hate me, ridicule me,
Hurt me physically,
And try to hurt me mentally.
But all of you will never know,
Just how happy I may be,
For you refuse to realize,
That I am not as different,
As all of you might think."

And for all of those who can't see,
My point in all these words.
My digression makes it hard to find,
But all I'm saying is this:
Don't judge me because I don't act like you,
With my "bisexual" ways.

For I can't change what I already am,
Even if I wanted to, which I sincerely don't.
So get off my back with your words of hate,
For I am deaf to you.