It's confusing, the feelings for you I now harbor.
Yesterday, I was ready to come out.
Your gorgeous hair and lips just make it that much
easier to stare into your thin, beautiful eyes.
I'd like to hold you all night and die
Die a happy man?
All standing between us is my fear of rejection.
Please, please, please be mine.
My Princess, my Goddess
How frightening love is...
-Allen Rogers
Speak of reliability.
Are these friends or enemies?
Everyone thinks they know me but they can't see into me.
A simple disguise.
Little stretches or lies?
Most of my best friends don't even know I like guys.
A sense of forewarning
Early in the morning.
Could a gay man walk these streets without a redneck scorning?
People I have faith in...
Would probably be hatin'
If they ever found out what kind of people I was datin'.
Here's finality:
A sense of lost reality.
No sense of lack because I never cared about normality.
So why must we all be victims to this formality?
To keep us down with prejudice, that's their strategy.
-Allen Rogers