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Trying to Belong…



Living in a dual society is shaking me down deep to my roots.
At my age you think I would be over this or know to accept it.
Being gay is already its own means and power of division.
Happening to be overweight, over forty and average looking is another.

One society shuns me because I prefer the same sex as myself as my love.
The society that should welcome me with open arms labels me in other ways.
Life is this way is exhausting because I am constantly not good enough for either.
Labels are lying everywhere, just waiting to be picked up and placed on your person.

Society forces us to romanticize, dream and have constant feelings of emptiness.
True? Maybe we do this to ourselves because we are so unhappy with who we are.
The beginnings of not loving yourself had to come from a source outside of self.
As the years fly by at an incredible pace some begin to check list their misery.

To think that you might possibly live your entire life void of love is fear defined.
Sadness in your heart and soul eventually leaves and grief moves into the space.
After so long you become bitter, bitter that you can not have what others have.
It is a simple question. Why do some find heart filling love and others simply zero?

Nobody should ever have to feel as if they are less of a human as anyone else.
One should not have to place themselves in a labeled group or crowd to belong.
We are simply people sharing a place to exist, why can we not care for the other?
Vast amounts of media do cause personal insecurities to fester and ache like an infection.

Emptiness, be socially ignored and loneliness are causes of shortened lives.
Gay teens are killing themselves in record numbers because there are no resources.
How sad is that? How can anyone not find fault with the hate that breeds in our world?
It is time to love and love hard. Its time to fight hate and to fight hate hard at all times.