Not sweet, but incomplete... Sixteen

Inside it hurts so bad,
When your not like everyone else and your so not glad.

You see parents, family even friends,
Don't get it, don't know what its like when your sexual orientation bends.

I bet it hurts them too,
But it feels like they don't consider you.

You feel unloved, alone, maybe insecure and awkward around them,
They don't want you to be gay, sometimes neither do you,
You toss and turn, sometimes don't get to sleep till a.m.

I think about what it would be like if I weren't here,
If I wasn't born, but nothing in my heads clear.

If you could you'd move away, go somewhere no one knows you, no one cares,
But your 16, how can you get somewhere to live, you couldn't afford it,
You have to stay put and live with the scars.

I love men, I wish I didn't things would be so much easier,
But even then they don't always stay in love with you and you hurt even more,
Sometimes I want them back, I talk or text them but it just gets cheesier.

You think about pills, drugs, booze and fags,
In a big enough amount your wish could come true, you could be away from all this,
Would even have to pack your bags.