You spent all your life hiding in the dark
Not allowing your true self to be seen
A soul in utter turmoil
Alone in your silent storm
Trying desparately to fit in
While hiding your deep secret
Knowing that if anyone else knew the truth
They would surely desert you
You think that no on e would love you
If they could see deep inside
Growing up you acted like the others
As long as they unsuspecting
You felt secure, not in yourself, but in your image
And the pain this caused you
The endless nights of crying
Tears pouring down your cheeks
In the darkness of your only haven as you try to sleep
Sure they accused you of being what you are
Words they spoke out of hatred
Denying it in their face, or throwing it back out at them
While you yearn only to tell the truth
Only then you would be even more of an outcast
Than you already are in your own eyes
Of course you kept having relationships
Each one as hollow as the last
Anything to keep the fingers from pointing you out
Growing up you had to cope with many tribulations
Having to explain you greatly varying point of view
A teenaget who hated sports and instead
Turned to the fine arts where your joy truly thrived
Finding this the only way you could express yourself
Without the constant accusation
Being told that you are talented
When all you do is show your true feelings
Express the real you inside
The personality you keep locked away
For a while the pain went away
Being able to immerse yourself in the throes of adlescence
Now you have matured
You are ready to face the real world
But first you have to tell your secret
No longer can oyu hide yourself
In the cloak of the shadows of your life
Leaving the safe and familiar
Facing up to your true self
But through it all, one qurstion still remains
How do you tell them all who you really are
Those dark days return, alond with the endless nights
Tears once again fall in the darkness of your abode
Wondering how you can do it, if you should do it at all
Who do you tell first, and do you tell them everything
So you lie, you tell one person the partial truth
Throwing it past them to see if they catch on
Of course they don't see the full picture
But luckily this one person is okay with the half truth
This friend has other friends like that
You picked this one because you knew things would be alright
And it is for a while, but it's just for a while
Soon you will have to tell that friend the whoel truth
Along with the rest of your friends and your family
the possible reactuons scare you back into your seclusion
And you are no longer willing to bring the subject back up
So one night, in your sanctum, you start to write
Letting your thoughts and feelings, your true self spiil out
Your not a stereotype, you're a person
You have feelings, and you let these feelings
The ones that you surpressed for all those years
You let them flow out of you onto the paper
And you write, you write about what you went through
How you got tot he point where you are now
And you hope that the person reading it understrands
Hears your confession of your true self
And can understand what you have been through, without their rejection
You hope that they realize what you are trying to say about yourself
And know that you will let others know
That you yourself will tell them when the time is right
This is your outcry, your confession
No longer will you hide in the dark
But will come out into th light yourself
Letting the whole world know about you
In hope they will understand without rejectionyou
From now on you want to be proud of who you are
But who are you? you ask
And you say to yourself
I'm proud and I'm gay