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As a woman I am told to be quiet Keep it down They try to keep me down Below you, looking up On my knees, I exist only in ways that service you They want me to hear, not to speak
Two people were born with the capacity to love and be loved. They lived their lives in sepearte towns, with rival football teams and differing zipcodes. They went to college together and never met.
Arkansas State so beautiful Natural as can be Friendly people everywhere We do not miss a beat But disappointment looms In my home state true A view upon marriage
The world calls us different because apparently I’m wrong. And the feelings I feel inside me just don’t really belong. I’m a boy, yes I know but its a man that I seek, to love me and hold me at times when I'm weak.
Imagine if the judgment was switched. Imagine if being hetero was frowned upon. Picture the bullying you would get every day, Since being “straight” tempted you to pull the trigger on the gun. “All you’re good for is breeding,” they would say.