Why Is Love Not For Me To Indulge In? Is It Because Of The Boy That Lives Down The Street?
Why Can't I Love? Is It Because I sway My Hips? Or Is It Because I Wear Pink Nail Polish That Chips?
Does Me Loving Someone Make You Uncomfortable? Or Is It The Hate In Your Heart That's Clouded Your Judgement, Causing You To Want To Control Me, Thinking This Is Something I Just Choose To Indulge In
Your View Of Me Repugnant
To You
But In All Honesty, Not Just You. The Church Goers Stare While The So Called Pastors Swear
And Condemn
Why Can't I Love?
Yes, I Know It's Jack & Jill And Not Billy & Will. Adam & Eve, Not Adam & Steve.
But Again, to you!
My Heart Wants Him. And Him. And The Him That Was Before The Him That Was Before.
But, I'm Sorry That I Love. That's Just Me. I'm Sorry I'm Gay. It Causes Me Stress Sometimes Too. But Without Him, I'll Always be overtly blue...
Just Like You
I Hope You Find love. I Hope You Learn How To Love Just Like Jesus Do, 'Cause With Love You'll Never Be Blue. Love Will Make You Cool...
Anew
About the Creator
Michael Canady
Hello Everyone! My name is Michael and I am starting this new journey of storytelling and hope that you will take it with me! If you like what you read, share it with others! Thank you!
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