Love is a cruel game
They won't let you win or aim

Love is a mystery
You will feel misery

Love is hard to catch
Like my heart can't patch

Love is blind
Its not easy to find

Love has sacrifice
But full of lies

Love is vain
Sometimes its pain

Love is dependent
But my heart's independent

Love has its passion
And full of compassion

Love can be positive
But mostly negative

If I wasn't gay would people care?
Would they actually let me breath the same air?
Could I actually go to school,
without people being so cruel?
Could I live in a world with no hate?
Maybe people would love me if I was straight.
It's not as easy as people think.
I can't just go to a shrink.
I didn't choose to be this way.
You really think I'd want to be gay?
I don't want attention,
I don't want fame.
This isn't some sort of game.
I am who I am and thats okay.
Most people don't see it that way.
I only wish I could be the same.
To have a wedding and it not be shamed.
I want to have kids and not be judged.
I don't want my reputation smudged.
But apparently I'm different now.
Sick in the head somehow.
Therapy and shock treatment for something that can't be fixed.
How did I get put into this mix?
Toxic and tragic,
that's my life.  
It's like I was stabbed in the back with a knife.
I'm gay,
what's wrong with that?
I get treated like some rat.
Using your holy books and your religion.
To fight against something that makes no difference.
I want to be a human not a punching bag.
Always getting called a ***.
Let that word have power and it gets to you.
But that words as good as whatever is stuck to the bottom of my shoe.
I love being this way.
I don't care what you say.

Nothing truly never ends or begins. It just keeps on going forever..
You are the continuation of someone somewhere..
And you will be the continuation for someone somewhere..
No matter how you look at it..
You are a ripple that will wave across the eternal flow of time..

Those eyes captivate me
When I look into them
I lose the ability to breathe

Those eyes reach into me
They grab my stomach
And tie it in a thousand knots

Those eyes devastate me
I cannot know about the
Universe that lies inside them

Those eyes are a mystery
But a miniscule clue
Has been left behind...

And I don't know what to do.

There's a difference betwen running
And trying to put something behind you

Tongue twisted,
in your galaxy.
Mouth roaming throughout your
fertile,
flourishing,
beautiful,
planet.
Fingers gliding across the milky way,
seeking the silky folds of your
world.
Stars shoot through the sky with your cries,
of epic,
tantric,
cozmic,
Super Nova.

Sometimes, when I watch the stars
I wonder if they watch us too

I wonder if we, humans, amaze them
Grace the view that they see
Sparkle a light that they admire
Or maybe otherwise
I wonder if we scare them
Upset their lives with our presence
Disgust them with our dark hearts

I wonder if they deem us a splendid beauty
Or a horrible horrible mistake