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Lesbian. Queer. f**.
Again you place a label on me, as if I were a product getting ready to be shipped overseas and sold to millions of people
Loser!
Is that word carved into my forehead
Because no matter where I go everybody seems to know the label you put on me
I can’t get away from it
From them
At home my parents create new ones
Stupid. Worthless.
Am I really that?
Everybody whispers behind my back
Pervert. Emo.
They taunt me
And mess with my head
They create a circle
And I’m trapped in the middle of it
They yell at me
They tell me I’m wasting good air
I don’t belong here
And I don’t belong there
I don’t belong anywhere
“She was so young, and yet she became a victim”
Victim
It’s just another label
One that came true
When I committed suicide
Because of you