being gay
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Living in the south, openly gay.
It's not easy.
I am constantly told that who I love is wrong.
I am called names, and beaten becuase of who I am.
Living in the south, openly gay.
It's not hard.
You always told me you did these things
Because you loved me.
But I'm not so sure about that anymore
Cause, you see, I've moved on with my life,
And when I look back I still see you stuck in the mud.
I don’t know what to do everytime I see you
I want to be good
I want to be true
It’s hard for me to breath…
and it’s not just because of my asthma.
In just a few seconds
That’s all it took
Just a few seconds
And you heard me
You smiled
And you ran to me
My sweet angel escape the sadness in your heart
The Most Beautiful Corpse
By Andres Catter
Dusk
In blood orange sunset, vines crept like snakes
As Prince Phillip pushed through the thicket of thorns
I stare into the mirror and see dark, murderous eyebrows. Seriously my eyebrows look like Norman Bates in the last 20 minutes of Psycho
you say you love me
say you love to fuck me
but I alway end up in the water I can't swim
Izaya I love you
but you can't see the bigger picture
it hard being gay
for a person who alway bitter
You are the queen of every surface you walk on.
you are the king of every cell in your body
you feel the earth beneath your feet and your veins pump liquid power
She was darkness, she was light,
She was beauty in my sight.
She was mad and stressed,
She was sad and soon became depressed.
That girl is my rock, She is my raft,
You told me I was free,
Free to be whoever I want to be.
Free to fly,
Free to succeed,
Free to reach for the sky,
Free to love
Just because I am gayDon’t think I like you, I like hot guysDon’t think I can’t judge women, I am not blindDon’t think I am weak, I am stronger than youJust because I am gayIt doesn’t mean I am not supported, I receive even more support than youIt
When we're little
our parents choose our names
and our future.
They want us
to have the perfect job
to marry the perfect person
and to have children
They want the best for us
The feel of her lips on mine.
"It's just a phase"
I try to block out all feelings I have for her.
"It's just a phase."
I look away as she moves toward me, filled with the longing to hold her.
There are two queens
In my kingdom
There are two queens
In my kingdom, you see
There are two queens
And nobody is the 'man'
In our damn relationship
Do you need basic definitions?
I don't ever write about coming out
because it's just never been something I felt I had to share
People tend not to believe me anyway
My hair is long and curly
I wear makeup and dresses
I don't act like one
