Mom…Dad …I’m gay…
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Someone touched my poodie pie, my wee wee
I've been abused,
I was curious but misused
I liked it and couldn't stop
So now...I'm happy about it,
I’m just gay about it...
My pain has been turned into pleasure although it may hurt you.
I'm gay...this is my life, my decision...my uphill battle that just might come crashing down but let me take this toll,
I'll pay for it...in change… or it'll be rent out of my hide
But no longer can I hold inside
The confines of my mind
My minds content of being different
So what if I must fight for the rest of my life
To hold hands with a man or woman…the same as me
Getting silent stares of disapproval compared to living
A life of secrecy
Was brutal…for me
Faced the possibility of being beaten or killed
Wondering about God’s will…for me
Wearing stamps of approvals
T-shirts that proudly read
And parades that fade after marching into the TV news
Back then I couldn’t tell you…
Mom… dad…someone touched my poodie pie or my wee wee
So I found content of what my young mind thought life was supposed to be
Not the opposite of what I thought I must hide…
…In a closet...
Someone touched my poodie pie…my wee wee
So now…I’m gay.
Now I walk around screaming with pride…
Am I happy though?
Because that’s what gay really means
Find your peace.