Come take me away from this place that is dreadful
Come take me somewhere warm and colorful
Where there is no snow and sadness
Where there is the sun and happiness
In this place that is wonderful and filled with joy
If I go will I meet that one special boy?

If so,  please come and take me there
For I have never been there
Except once in my dreams
But just like people it leaves
Leaving me behind to fend for myself
Leaving me behind all by myself

So come take me to this one special place
So I can enjoy myself and have a little faith to embrace
So I can be warm  and lay in the sun
So I can be with others and act as one
So I can be with that special one

How dare you call yourself pro life
And then make me want to **** myself

How dare you say that you're a Christian
And then act with hatred and intolerance

How dare you tell your friends about your new diet plan
While I'm silently throwing up dinner upstairs

How dare you ignore and insult me
And then get angry at the fact that I'm withdrawn

How dare you tell me you love me
While my tears flow down my bruising cheek

How dare you destroy me on the inside
And wonder why I'm showing it on the outside

How dare you boast about my high grades
When you used to call me stupid when I was slow to learn

And how ******* dare you call yourself my mother
When you've become my worst enemy

You are so lovely Who the heaven are you
You are giving me too much relief Who the heaven are you
You are waiting for me without any tension Who the heaven are you
You behave so romantically with me Who the heaven are you
You touch me so deep Who the heaven are you
You get me too much higher Who the heaven are you
You hold me so perfectly Who the heaven are you
You kiss me with too much love Who the heaven are you
You understand me so gracefully Who the heaven are you
You bring me near yourself without doing any effort Who the heaven are you
You make me to give you my precious heart Who the heaven are you
I love you much more than the world, Why?
**Who the heaven are you

She has dated boys before.
Boys who beat her
Boys who ***** her
Boys who did nothing wrong at all
But still did not feel "right."

One of them made fun of her
Told her she must be some kind of lesbian
(As if that was an insult)
If she did not want to have *** with him.
She smiled something sad on the outside
To deflect
To forget
To hide behind.

She thought
And what if I am?
What does that make me?
It's a question that wanders into the unexplored ruins
Of an unkempt mind.

A boy meets boy love story is next on the list.
They both play football
And think that means they must both be "players."
Really, they're falling for each other
With one swift and concise movement.

Boy A cannot tell his parents
As he comes from a rowdy and traditional Italian line.
Boy B is getting fed up
And yet waits, patiently
For his one and only to express this flaring emotion
A love, unexpressed.

Their families, churches and culture
Thinks they can change who they are.
They use different, cruel tactics.
Beat the gay out of him
Excommunication
Force her to have ***, and she will turn straight

You tell the world that they are an
Abomination
Atrocity
Mutation

And yet, I ask this.
If the Bible was a Holy deity's, a God's message of eternal love
As any good Christian, as I am supposed to be, would proclaim
Then how can it be used to justify
Acts of such hate and genocide?

"I tell you, on the day of judgment people will give account for every careless word they speak"
(Matthew 12:36)
I hope you are prepared for your Judgment Day.