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You said forever I guess you didn't mean it You went for my best friend What happened to loyalty? She likes you too It hurts but if you're happy leave Go be with her, please do
Where foot petals unfolded Under canopies of foliage was a place Neither good nor bad -- Was simply beyond. Rumi told Me this: these words tattooed
This will be hard to put out there But, I know, it'll be worth it. Life isn't fair. I've never thought about who I am. I could be Bi, Asexual, Homo, or Pan. All of these thoughts could be real.
shadows fading swirling pulling tugging taking me into a world that ill never control "it's dangerous" they whisper what living? is it dangerous because I'm different
There are different sorts of fuzzies The Morgan Fuzzies The Girl Fuzzies She’s felt the Morgan Fuzzies Many times before Morgan Candy Jocelyn They’re frivolous fuzzies
I fall in love with the way people live The way people are Their eyes and how they crinkle when they laugh The way their hair falls in just the right place The feeling of their arms around you
That feeling, those feelings, that tingling I have The twinkling, the gleaming, screaming within The bleeding, the pleading, the grieving that’s been Confusing when it’s who I am.
I construct stories and lies in my head, Am I an actress or a liar? Telling people lies with so much belief that I begin to believe them myself. I'm a liar with dramatic emotions,
While the world splits meAnd everythingIn twos,The only option that fits meI'm not allowed to choose.When I tuck up my hairIt's not to impress you.So don't tell me what I should wear.
People are people Love is love Whether you're a girl Or whether you're a boy
It's hard for me to say That some people can't accept diversity Even in the world today. People can't marry who they love Simply because they're gay.
Dear MOM, I know I never said this,
Four years. Four years and you're letting go, not me. I desired to keep you. Like the folded up piece of paper that you placed in an envelope and sealed with your wax kisses.
When I was a little girl I was scaredto tell the world that the other little girldown the road had a crush on me.Because I was worried that cruel peoplewould mock her or through stonesas she passed by,
I Exist Though you may try to find some sort of bubble to put me in To maybe keep my unnaturalness from trying to infect you To maybe make yourself feel better when you can "see past it"
Have you ever had a secret in which you've held awhile; You see in the eyes of others that you're perceived odd or even vile; For you being different does not make you gross;
A blowing wind,
Where you supposed to go when your home aint even home happiness is in the gutters have to close up all those shutters see these people here dont love us so all we got is each other
People get so creative these days. All we ever hear when a new, un usual thing comes up now is "well, thats how it is now days." Sick they say! Sick! Am I sick? so disturbing to some so interesting
Could this be true The words flowing from your lips Such hurt you scream Such pain you cause me Love can't be forced fore it is a force in itself Tell me to love her when I'm in love with him
Love is funny. Love is weird. Love is knowing. Love is guiding. And to those whom it passes, it is unintentionally hurting.
nobody left, and nobody died, but the family count went from six to five. a daughter abandoned, shunned, alone, because another girl's heart was the place she called home.
innocent little girl oh how your innocence has been taken stolen from you like a thief in the night a thief with so much power a thief with so much aggression and anger
Loving you is harder than anything I’ve ever known. Never seen, and never shown.
It hurts when you talk now, You finally listened. So many hints I gave, and so many times my eyes glistened. You look at me now, and just think wow. You where so surprised when when I told you that day. Leaned on a heater, looked the other way.
It was our wedding day Full of love and admiration I looked into her gleaming emerald eyes I knew we’d remember this forever It was our wedding day Friends and family sniffled in the Palace
"You are nothing but what you want to be" And what I want to be I must conceal I must hide Keep it secret Sweep it beneath the rug Never to see the light of day Put it under lock and key
Their Eyes are on the Door (The Gay Scene) Their eyes were on the door of clubs like Casablanca, where they wait to judge. They clutter together like leaves stuck in a drain, old ways refusing to budge.
Walking out into the night, I see a quite familiar sight, that of a man and his dog, that of a man taking a jog. Walking on my way to school, I see something realy cool,
Statements that stay behind closed doors, they stay in the room Hover above your head Seep into your mind fall into your river of thoughts Sink deep into your conscious Straying off to your emotions
I am a girl who loves a girl And believes in the Bible too There’s a fight in my head It’s not a fight to the death It’s a fight to realize who Knows what it means to love. Man shall not lay with man
How would you feel walking down the street? Minding your own business just being a teen When a group of people behind you come to attack Only because in their eyes you’re a “fag”
They say we are equal. Why the bullying? Do you think it's fun? Is it satisfying? The way you treat them? They say we are equal.
My rights are my rights/ got infinite time to put up a fight/ going through the system/ listen to your mther respect your father/ dont speak out/ dont stand tall/ fit the mold of the kid that will work till they get to old/ my dream job unattain