I'm here. I'm queer. Get over it. |
When you left the sun set on me
And now I'm alone in the dark...
Frozen branches scratching my face
Leaving the scars that will not be erased...
I know I'm a taboo
I know that much...
In the moonless night I lay
Being hunted by you...
The piece moves about
Showing each letter...
You helped me out
And lead me through...
Looked down on by most
My pieces are shattered...
To you, MySpace, FaceBook, AIM and YouTube are your weapons of choice and your computer is your shield. But in reality, you're not as strong as you act in Cyberspace. |
I'm tired of being angry. |
If slow and steady wins the race what does procrastination do? |