Wishing Illegal

 

Hidden behind a facade.

Fearing of what might be,

longing to speak.

Terror

it freezes me, to see that look.

Disgust, betrayal, disbelief

eyes narrowed in judgement

at something beyond me.

One day, I will be

truely free

in this land where freedom rings.

 

Happy

is what I will feel

when I live without hesitation,

when I am finally legal.

My life will finally start, then.