An poem of sorts to my straight friends about the situation of my orientation |
I have an issue that I fight to cope with every day, and let me tell you Sometimes it sucks to be gay I get to deal with all the troubles of finding love But my chances at that are slimmer than yours You got the opportunity to get with all the girls And what do I get? Almost nobody and not a chance in the world Sometimes it sucks to be gay I have to deal with wondering if I can be accepted My love for men drives away those who misunderstand it For all I care, they can all burn in hell I’m an isolated island in an endless sea of hate Sometimes it sucks to be gay When I’m in school wandering the halls, I get to witness the wonder of love But that love always is between a guy and a girl Holding hands or making out, the sight of it alienates my heart and soul I wish I had the chance to know what that feels like It’s times like this when it sucks to be gay Even when I’m among my good friends, it still isn’t any better Sometimes I wish some of my friends were more than such But that is just a sick fantasy that I need to keep at bay I know better than think such things But if they start to think what might go on inside my mind Then it really sucks to be gay Will there ever be hope for me? Will I ever find someone to love? Will anyone ever understand? I wish I knew, but these questions are way too difficult to answer All I know is that sometimes it sucks to be gay |