I’m so gay because I’m weak,
I’m so gay because I cry;
I’m so gay because I care,
I’m so gay because I dream about a starry sky.
I’m not a “man”,
As per your definition;
Qualities like mine,
Is a straight man’s prohibition.
My sexual preference,
Why would you even care?
The way I talk, and the books I read,
That’ll prove my homosexual affair.
Grow a beard,
Go visit the gym;
The colors you wear,
Decides if you love her or him.
The preconceived notions of the society,
Forcing people to act the way they’re not;
It’s a slap on the face of the people,
Who lost life for “Independence” so hard fought.
That hunk you see in the corner,
Drinking his beer as you watch;
The perfect definition of a “man” for the society,
Prefers another man’s, instead of a female’s crotch.
Me, the “feminine” guy you target,
That you’re absolutely sure is gay;
Definitely prefers women,
Sorry to leave you in dismay.
- Rohan Mishra
- Rohan Mishra
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