Boys Who Kiss Boys

I am young I am beautiful, I am brave I am peaceful l am violent, I am volumes I am silent, I am strength I am fear yes I’m queer. Or I however I chose to identify but I’ll put that aside. Until there are those born into a world where women can just make love to other women. And girls can just kiss other girls and not just because there wasn’t enough dust left in creation to make good men.

But yet again a boy can kiss a boy and won’t feel he has to pretend, that in public they’re “just friends.” But motherfuckers are simple and some will never understand how hard it is to love another boy and still be considered a real man

just as simple as microbe yet ever as complex, we wage war over sex, and kill over sexuality so don’t be mad at me If I refuse to happily participate in this system doomed to fail, we still have our story to tell. One that the world can’t take away, one that world would not have us to say. I can’t be ok with how they’ve rejected us, neglected us, made us feel alone, losing our homes so God knows I know the fear that eats away at your bones.
Like how they didn’t let you in after you came out, like the world had to figure you out… And you had to think the thought, “what’s wrong with me?”

Human nature at times doesn’t let us see, the mortality of our own humanity life is short and all is not well but if we believe we will not fail, then will not fail. I’d rather die loving who I love and feeling who I feel, fucking who I fuck, Licking and sucking who I would prefer to lick and suck. Pour out my heart until every ounce of my blood is lost in the revolution I feel like that’s the only solution.

A community of inclusion in a world of illusion feels like it doesn’t make sense sometimes. But that’s not gonna stop us from flying high, why cuz I’d rather die than live a lie. And yes I’ve cried my queer tears but like Melissa said last year I found a building with arms and with ears that hold us when we get scared and listens when no one cares.

I no longer feel the need to stress I feel blessed I found YES little less repressed encouraged to try to breathe deep and fly high this isn’t goodbye just an elevation we are all family in this situation, this fight, right?

So when I feel like giving up I promise not to give in for the sake of me. Made that an I statement for the sake of we. But nothing can be done against the truth no matter how long we remain in denial, I was wasting time replacing time but that only worked a little. Waiting, suffocating with each gullible choice I’ve made pretend to be happy when it was just a masquerade. And in time it fades and love shows us what we’re made of, and we’re strong enough just because…
Cuz everybody, everybody wants to know what we going thru and where we’re coming from but where we’re going to they don’t wanna come but all that you can be is a spectacle following after every single miracle and watch them marvel at all the you have it’s so marvelous all the joy you’ll have.