Yeah.
Maybe I am that cliche
you warned your friends about
wasn’t it you? Huddled together at the bar
watching me
I could easily say you wanted a piece
but I’m classier than that
instead, leave it up to you to assume
a girl who likes girls would like
YOU
I worked hard at being
the opposite of your cliche
you think I didn’t know how it was?
babysitting watching parents watching me
wondering without saying, what they were thinking
written in bubbles above their heads
do lesbians abuse children as well?
I have spent a life time
hands off
not looking too long
(incase they assume, and it is an assumption)
not touching
(incase they think, oh she’s giving me a sign)
not being myself
because I had to be careful of your
wrong thoughts
it wasn’t me who gave you cause
like any rumor you didn’t need much, to believe
all girls who liked girls, would like you and might
stalk you or leap on you unprovoked
and how many times did I want to write
YOU WISH
in large letters above your bed
because you couldn’t earn my desire
if you spent the rest of your life running
I’m not any different to you and I’m totally different to you
because I don’t rent my emotions by the hour
don’t fall for every girl just because I like girls
the opposite is true
there have been so very few
my heart is a squeezed lemon
shy and closed
that is until you broke the mould
and became the very thing I’d always been afraid of
a woman I wanted, on the other side
so yeah….
now finally you can tilt your glass and say
I am that cliche
all you who mocked and made me blush
at being myself
it’s finally true, I fell for a girl who couldn’t
return my gaze
that’s the downside of being a lesbian for sure
once in a long while you fall for a straight girl
who just ruins your rule book
Where does the surprise live when the rules don’t hold, in the one or the other? It lives, I think, in the space between that has its own rules, if any at all, and speculative glances afraid to meet.
If I had one regret it’s that when you’re different people really form some presumptuous presumptions that are offensive. A big like some people thinking black men are players or Hispanic women are highly sexed it’s a horrible stereotype that’s totally inaccurate. Likewise the assumption a woman who tends to prefer women is either a pervert, child molester or fancies any woman. It’s frustrating because the reverse is true but it’s one of many absurd inaccurate beliefs that can taint how you live in other’s eyes
Quite true, I’m afraid.
Well said. I’m wondering what in you allowed you to come out?
I guess I was never in. I’m just me. If I dated a man or woman I saw no difference and if someone judged me I didn’t let it change who I was. There was no coming out, it was just a series of steps and I saw no reason to hide. Thank you very much for reading.
Oh my goodness.
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TheFeatheredSleep – Speculations and Attractions
Probably my favorite ever 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
When you walk on both sides, the “that just doesn’t make sense” comments come a dime a dozen. If people were simply open to change and differences in others, much of what takes place wouldn’t exist.
Your voice is strong in this.
Thank you very much
You’re most welcome, lady. Most welcome.
It’s sad how ignorant, paranoid and presumptuous people are. Things have hopefully improved through the years, though slowly. Many decades ago, no one even talked about it. I’m glad for the change, and these opportunities to learn from each other. Still a long way to go though, no doubt…
So true and I do hope so
FROM THE HEART, I LIKE IT, CHINA ALEXANDRIA AUTHOR POET
I often feel we are devolving as humans and it saddens me that people still form stereotypes. We are all human beings looking for the same thing in life: to live as ourselves. This is such a beautiful piece of writing.
So well said my friend 💓
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You could NEVER be a cliche, beautiful girl!!!! Je t’aime, N 🙂 ❤ xoxoxoxo
Just keep on being you – you’re perfect as you are 🙂
So well said. We are all the same at heart – love calls when it calls
I can relate to that piece, being a gay man and sometimes getting the sense of other straight guys, literally pressing their asses against the wall. As if ever other man is a gift of god to us.
Really strong poem!
So glad I’m not the only one! 💓
It happens…..to me or me to others. Attraction, fierce energy. I’m married, when younger did many things and when a woman asked me to dance, I danced. When I asked a woman to dance she danced. Nothing more but we can’t put chains on our emotions no matter how hard we try. I lived in the country for a while at 15 and all the kids said I was gay because of my short hair. How shallow people can be. I’m rambling, you hit a nerve..go one and bad one. Have a great day my lovely friend. M
Amazing!