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.