Life in the GSA

I wrote this poem after spending a few weekend overnight camps with the Santa Fe Mountain Center Gay Straight Alliance. This is still how I feel about the GSA, and I can't wait to go back again.

 

          Life’s not too bad on the outside

I’m one of the lucky ones

          It’s not too sad

Just feels like a rerun

 

         Out there, I don’t get pushed around

        Just ignored

          I don’t have to hide and fear being found

            But here I’ve scored

 

            People understand me?

                   They know what I mean!

            How could that be?

                                I’m not just another stupid f****t teen.

 

               Here my feelings are real.

                        Everyone cares, and I care right back

               These people help me to heal.

                        Sometimes love feels like a heart attack.

 

    Why is there no place like this at home?

               Home is where the heart is.

    There all I have is a goddamn phone.

   

                       My heart is with his heart,

                                        And her heart, and theirs…

              And with dragon’s,

                Here nobody cares!          

 

                If I’m gay, if I’m straight, if I’m bi, pan or trans.

                If I fall, you will catch me

And the ropes of our love

         (our connections) will be…

                Everlasting.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Chris]

The saddest thing would be to pause here and silently leave... just another view. Acceptance isn't about how you are... its about WHO you are. I don't fear differences, I applaud them, appreciate them. A world of just Me's would be a lonely place.

Jess - you take care and be who you are and all you want to be. You wrote a power-full piece with heart and thought.

Take care,
Chris

[Britt Foster]

I agree with Chris. This is a beautiful poem, and I can relate to it very strongly since I've gone to a couple of those camps too. (:

I love the formatting of it, too, it adds a lot to the piece, I think.

The last couple lines are very powerful, as well. Beautiful! C: