Pride can stand a thousand trials, the strong will never fall. A heaving heart is full of pain?

Sometimes, more than others, I wonder who you thought I was. I suddenly feel free, the soaring heights, the anticipation, the happiness. Jump on my cloud, we can float to the sky. You knew me, once upon a time. You don't know me now. I saw your true colours, shining through. Even though I know it's over, even though I know that it's done, I play the melody, on my own.

When I was in the third grade I thought that I was gay
‘Cause I could draw, and my uncle was, and I kept my room straight
I told my mum, tears rushing down my face
She’s like “Ben you've loved girls since before pre-k shrimp” Trippin’, 
yeah, I guess she had a point, didn’t she?
Bunch of stereotypes all in my head.
 I remember doing the math like, “yea I’m good at little league”
A preconceived idea of what it all meant
For those that liked the same sex
Had the characteristics
The right wing conservatives think it’s a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man made rewiring of a predisposition
Playing god, here we go America the brave still fears what we don’t know
And god loves all his children, is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written thirty-five-hundred years ago I don’t know.



H.