I was born different from the rest
With special ability that made me the best
Everyone looked on in fear
And thought me only queer
I can bend the elements can I not
Yet I have never really fought
You tell me that you love me
But then you let me be
I walk alone
I talk alone
And when I've found a friend
It comes to a quick end
I am everyone's shoulder to cry on
I myself can never cry on
I keep my heart open all the time
Yet people still want me to mime
How can I mime my emotion
Does it look like I have a potion?
I'm afraid too love and yet I do
In the end I'm just a tool

It is all
up to
our
discretion.

That is,
simultaneously,
our greatest gift
as well as
our greatest curse.

So many words are helpless
Bleeding with lacerations
They lose their existence timidly
As they are not given enough love
Spewing venom on words with disgust
Words longing for respect
They are just inner reflections

The scariest moments are those when you don’t recognize yourself

Who gives a rats ***
If you prefer a **** in your ***
Or your **** rubbing against another
When did sexuality matter
I've seen the red of their veins
Pour out just as quickly as mine
I've watched as they understood love
Fat better than I could ever hope to achieve
Yet she can't marry her
Or he can't be seen with him
Holding hands an kissing
Hell I'll hug a gay man quicker than my brother
I'll flirt with a lesbian
Even though we both know
I'm going nowhere
It was never about who they dated
Who they decided to fall in love with
The only thing that mattered to me
An will ever matter
Is how they can show me what love is
What holding someone important to them
Really looks like
What everybody else thinks
Is just a matter of opinion
I don't give a ****
I can call a gay guy queer
I can call a lesbian a ****
And they'll smile with pride
They know who they are
What they are
And we're the aliens in the community
Thinking we know everything
When dd sexuality matter
I'll smoke a blunt with my gay homie
Drink tequila with my lesbian friend
Flirt with them both
Simply because I'm the one
Who's going home alone
I love them
Not because their gay
But because they can make me laugh
A hell of a lot better than my straight friends
Sexuality shouldn't matter
Personality is what gets me