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I hate what oppression has done for my group.

"Maybe you just haven't found the right man yet."

 

I hate what oppression has done for my group.

"Who treated you wrong?"

 

I hate what oppression has done for my group.

"Did something happen to you as a child?"

 

I hate what oppression has done for my group.

I'm nervous everytime I walk down the street holding my girlfriend's hand.

I'm nervous because of you all who would rather scream slurs out your car window,

rather than swallowing your pride and realizing that we're all the same.

 

I hate what oppression has done for my group.

We have a closet to come out of.

Because when I was born, 

I was pushed into it.

You're the reason there is a closet.

I'm a guest in my own house.

 

Who do you think you are?

Do I really make you that uncomfortable?

Let me ask you one thing.

When did you realize that you're straight?

 

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