Listening to: Franz Ferdinand - Auf Achse
Feeling: happy
Well, I'm pretty bored today, so... I'm gonna dissect my own poem!!! :D
Phobic
"It's too unnatural," the say
with an evil eye and a crooked grin.
"This is not God's work."
Who cares? I don't.
What happened to telling kids to be themselves,
it doesn't matter what other people think?
Or does it only go as far as this;
be yourself as long as your parents approve?
God forbid you'd be different,
choose a different scene.
Instead of having a beautiful girl on your arm,
you'd have a beautiful boy; big dif!
Does gender matter that much to you?
So what if my lover has long hair, a large chest, perfect figure.
If the same mind were to be placed in a body with short hair, broad shoulders, hairy legs,
would it matter to you?
Would you approve then?
What even makes you think I need your approval?
Who gave you the right to try to run my life,
change who I love,
change who I am?
Who are you to judge my lifestyle?
Say I'm wrong when there is no right?
Don't shoot down my choices when you've only seen one side of the bridge.
You say you support me through thick and thin,
but I see that look in your eyes
when I bring her home,
take her out,
say 'I love you' over the phone.
And now I wonder if you'll ever see
the world as I do, people as I do,
or if you will always stay on that side,
where the grass is a dying shade of green,
well away from the edge,
and never venture across the bridge,
to see how my half lives.
Okay, here's how this works. This is who I'm dedicating each verse to (and not in a good way, these are the people I'm writing to.)
Verse 1: George Bush, along with other Christians marching against gay rights
Verse 2: a friend (not gonna say the name, but you know who you are)
Verse 3: Trevor
Verse 4: Dad
Verse 5: Mom
Verse 6: Everyone that is unwilling to see things from a different prespective, no matter what issue it is.
As you can tell, I was really pissed when I wrote this. And Lisa said to pick a topic for a rant that we cared about, so here it is. I love how this turned out. It is now my official poem. It represents me.
Anyway. Today was alright. I don't really feel like going through the day today.
We have to write another rant tonight. I think I'm gonna do one about love, even though I always do that, and everyone else will be doing that too. Oh, well. It's the only thing I can think of that would work for a good rant.
Well, I'm gonna go play TSO. Trying to recruit new GSA members on there ;)
TTFN!
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God. TSO is pissing me off. Or, TSO isn't, my two best friends on there are.
Okay, their SNs are Chrono and Forsaken. Chrono was a roommate for a while, but today he moved out for some big-shot skilling house. Grrr! It drives me insane because I can't run the GSA on my own, it's too big of a job and I don't have the time to keept eh house open for all that time!
Then Forsaken.... God. He keeps saying he's gonna come over and hang out for a while, and then about two hours later he IMs me and tells me that he's busy skilling. Then whenever I try to talk to him he goes, "Hold on, I'm watching a movie" and never IMs me back. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Anyway. Camron called me tonight! I'm happy! We're gonna go out on Friday night. ^.^
Oh, I forgot to write about her. She's my new girlfriend! We went to elementary school together. She called me up on Saturday and wanted to hang out, and then on Sunday she called me up again and asked me to go out with her. Oh my god, she's so amazing. And so cute! I wish I could get a picture of her, but she despises cameras.... Seriously, she smashed her friend's disposable when he tried to get a picture of her.... It was funny.
I've been working on All I've Got a lot lately. I'm kind of stuck again though. But I refuse to not write for as long as I didn't last time! Ahhh!
Okay. Let's see.... I don't understand my math, at ALL. It sucks. And Scott sucks at explaining stuff.
Okay, I'm gonna go. TTFN!
1. how is that about trevor?
2. whos the second verse about?
i dont mean to dis or anything
thats bnot what im tryin to do