All the time I've wasted,
Wasted searching for love in the norm.
Harmed, when reality swarms.

No! No! No!
Man come from women,
Laying with the same *** is immoral.
Whom ever journey through that portal is inhuman,
targets for hypocritical stone flingers.

But why in the hell do I feel so wrong?
Like I don't belong,
Forced to be alone.

While I kick and scream in the darkness.
Incarcerated by finger pointer's expectations,
I love his voice, I love his hair, his vibe.

The conversations that makes me feel alive.
Yet I hide,
Afraid of self esteem killers
Capturing my pride.

Gay for the ideals of loving a guy.
But if the lands of insecurities is where I resign.

Than inside and out I will die.