Relief what a rush

to be free
to be me
me and only me
the real me
what i could be
what i was
what i am
Sam says "if your gay, raise your hand"
was it instinct or opportunity?
a chance?
a glance at hope?
the right moment?
let it out
let me cry
hold me
cause now you know me
face to face
through a text
or a poem
maybe myspace
it was my place
at my pace
i dont like to race
excuse?
your right
fear was insight
always in the back of my mind
it never seemed the right time
unless it was a lie
could you see it in my eyes?
i closed them to hide
what you cant see you cant find
theres no light in the closet
i was there
i was blind
i came out
now i see
now you see
im 100 percent lesbian
100 percent free
100 percent me!