
| Proving Me Wrong
Author: karmakaze This is about more than one person who have showed me over the past week that I'm not a misfit for being who and what I am. If you've read my poems before, you'll understand.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Words: 487 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 07-30-04 - id: 1680672
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I thought by the age of twelve
That I knew myself back and forth
I thought that knowing my writing
Or my passion in this lifetime
Completed my self-actualization
And you proved me wrong
Thank you for proving me pompous
For showing me that I can be more
Than a hypocrite's definition of normal
Or society's perception of moral
Thank you for showing me myself
And thank you for making me see
Thank you for forcing my eyes open
When I fought to keep them closed
Thank you for making me believe
Or at least consider that belief
Even if this means nothing later
It's important to me now
There's somewhere I need to go
And you would throw me on the path
But talk me through every step
And be ready on the other side
And never let me lose control
You were a stranger who understood
You don't just listen and nod
You've been here and help me
And you don't see this as a chore
Or proof that you're a good person
For putting up with my sins
Because you see us as equal
And that's why I think I can listen
Because you've shown me what this is
It's not a contest or a race
Not a question of morals or ethics
It's a question of self and love
And that's what I needed to know
I can't judge you for who you are
Because I'm done being weird
Wiccans are no weirder than Christians
Bis are no weirder than straights
And my life is no weirder than yours
And that doesn't make me better or worse
Religion should be a personal thing
Romance follows that trend
And if all you have to offer is a label
Then I hope never to meet you
Because you're probably rather boring
But I used to be that way too
I'm not going to cry over what you think
And I won't be the first to reject
Because it doesn't matter what you are
I want to know what matters to you
What you're interested in
Not your religion, gender, and race
I need people like me to relate to
But I need people who aren't like me
To balance out my left-wing life
I need people who are like you
And I need people who are like me
I need those who are none of the above
Being my friend won't make you liberal
Being your friend won't make me better
It'll just make us two people
Looking past dualities and words
It's not about politics, labels, and nerves
It's about being who you are
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