God Forbid, I'm Gay.

Everything seems as if the world was made in  perfect picture white.
God forbid I bring some color in it along with their precious spite.
As I deal every day, searching for the perfect night.
Night as if I can expect any better, than nothing than my average shell,
As I am left here on the beach broken like an empty pale
And those tears that I cried the first days on through,
Seem like ripples in time as the red eyes progressed and grew.
“Just a fag, a stupid fag. Ewe watch how she walks on by,”
And I raise my hand as if to wave and flick them off goodbye.

I don’t expect them to understand as they lay with their hands so close,
Acceptance is granted with their close knit words,
Don’t get pregnant, don’t have sex, yet kiss the man you chose.
And it never seems to bother them as their hands caress their face
As they take advantage of the lips they have
In public, or in front of my face…
As if to mock my ‘disastrous’ taste.
Well excuse me if Perfer women with short hair,
Brunettes that shake it and men who never really care.

But God forbid I cry one tear, as I slowly slip away
From all their remarks and all of their hate
As I climb into second base.
Because they can kiss my ass if they want retreat,
Shove it where the sun won’t shine
If they want me to bleed,
Because Ill tell you what my girls got,
A better kiss than any man in this world.
And her lips are softer than any other girl.
And I prefer the fact that I like women too,
And I wake up every morning, just like the heterosexuals do,
And I slap on some clothes and tie my hair back,
Knowing that today I’ll go and kick somebody’s ass.

Does it bother them that I, would like a rainbow too?
I know I’ve seen them swooning over the forbidden truth.
What’s their interest, do they have a sin in the closet?
Devil to close, have they lost their pocket?
‘Your gay!’ And your straight! Nice to meet you too,
maybe someday we can hook up and have a tea or two.

Its really as if I’m not of this world
That I have fingernails growing down to the Earth,
That on my ear is a big hairy wart,
and all they want to do it poke it and see if it squirts.
God I’m gay, is that such a big deal?
You wanna have a press conference,
Sure what time, I’ll spill!

Marriage is forbidden, ok I can see why.
Because You would rather have it sacred,
Than die to see a gay not cry.
Cause really we don’t matter,
Our vote never counts.
We want you to have Your marriage!
See if we go pout!
Because I guess in the end,
Since were all born straight!!
That one day I’ll give in,
And go get a sex change.
Maybe then my love, can go accepted and not ‘changed.’

Get it through your heterosexual head… I was born this way.