Red Yellow Blue
Green Orange and Purple
Why am I so afraid of these colors
Individually they are my favorite
The spectrum of pigment
Chakras of the body
Refraction of the sky
Unable to sport it in a game
Ashamed to claim
My identity
At least it feels that way
Unless its June or Drag
Then we love the flag
How can something so happy
Be so controversial
What if I wanted to wear these colors?
Hang a flag? Stick a sticker?
Be PROUD of who I am?
What if I could live in a world
Without fear
Of being Queer
Or perhaps
Simply still discovering
Who I am
Without explanation
I am
Who I want to be
Who I need to be
Regardless of comfortability
Regardless of uncertainty
I am free
From your normative shackles
That restrain you
From being me