Inside of me, there’s a burning desire.
When it consumes me,
It can be more destructive than a wild fire.
But I don’t want others to see,
This truth that is inside of me.
Because I know that they will laugh,
Or use their words to try to cut me in half.
So I just keep this desire to myself,
And they keep their comments to their self.
I’m not worried about anyone finding out,
And giving their friends a shout.
But it’s easier for me to act like a fool,
Than to be worried about being shoved in a pool.
Sometimes, I want to trust someone,
And with me, they have sick fun.
They tease and taunt me,
Because all I want to be,
Is a caring, loving husband and father,
But with all of the harassment, I think, ‘Why Bother?’