One day,
You will find a
Lover
That will
Love
Everything you never
Loved
About yourself.
I do not have a gay agenda
That consists of me stealing your faith
Crushing your god
And molesting you with my eyes
If you pass me in a crowded hall.
I do not have a gay agenda
That consists of me taking the minds
Of innocent children
And leading then into devil worship.
I do have a gay agenda
That consists of me (a girl)
Finding the perfect girl
To call my wife
And start a family with.
I do have a gay agenda
That consists of me letting love be fluid
Labels have no meaning
Or bounds
And letting religion roam free.
So with my simple gay agenda of love
Why are you so worried?
Are you afraid that my agenda will beat out yours?
After all love trumps all hate
In the end
One way or another.
Gay Is Not An Insult To Me, But They’re Desperately Trying To Make It One All these haters call me gay as an insult
Because they want me to like dicks because that’s what they are.
Gay guys will never bother me, they’re just human beings.
Many of them are terrific ones at that.
Gay I? I’m a lot gayer than originally planned.
Fucking. Gay.
But I’m worried about the concept;
not sure if it’s right to use the word
“gay”
when (I’m sorry I said it)
I’m really bisexual,
Don’t stand there and treat me with pity,
If you pity me,
Then tell me.
If you you hate me,
Then tell me.
Don’t treat me like the lesser,
Because I’m not.
Don’t treat me like I’m sick,
Or confused…
Because I’m not.
Gay does not mean lesser.
It doesn’t mean sick,
And it doesn’t mean confused.
It means that we are open,
Open and beautiful…
We can see the possibilities of love.
We have a different view on life.
We see things from a different perspective.
We’re not lesser,
Or sick,
Or confused.
We’re different.
Please,
Learn to understand that.
Growing up gay.Growing up gay wasn’t easy.
Always knowing I was different to the rest.
I never felt right, never felt normal.
Because I’m not.
I’m different.
But sometimes difference is good, isn’t it?
I’ve accepted myself.
My gay friendMy frightened friend once said to me:
“I’m scared… I think I’m gay, no longer straight!”
To which I replied:
“I do not care, I like you for who you are, and to me you’re still my mate”
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