Pull the skins of these emotions

Haven’t you see enough of my earnestness ?

My feebleness, my sobriety hanging on the ropes

On everything worth letting the sunlight stay

The closet is full of everything me

Waiting for a voice that calls “him” out

Into daylight, into acceptability of self

The outer face of it all is, I am hidden in myself

Not like any facade at all, nothing of that

But everything that smiles lives in me

Everything that breathes is mine to claim

Everything on my dinner table is not edible

Since yesterday, and maybe today too, I don’t know

But Incase you wonder, I’ll be myself and wait

Forever, until my being sets out