I’ve never felt this before

Am I ashamed

Am I tired

Am I messed up

It was one homophobic comment

my stomach sunk

It was by my brother

Maybe that’s why

He’s been like this before

But I was still proud

Maybe I’m scared

Scared that others will be like that

The rest of my family is so supportive

So why does him saying stuff like that change anything?

Why does it feel wrong now

I’ve said before that poetry

is my therapy

But I don’t think it can fix this

It’ll pass

Hopefully