The Gay Community I See Around Me

Being gay in the gay community is like being in high school,

It’s full of drama.

You start to realize how fake everyone is.

We’re all bitches.

Or at least a little sassy.

“Oh yea I’ll talk to anyone. I’m very friendly!”

Shut up.

No you’re not.

“I swear there are so many fake guys I can’t even!”

You’re pretty fake too.

Can you odd?

“I’m into any kind of guy. Race doesn’t matter.”

Tell it to all the colored people you ignored.

Racist.

“I want a hot, fit, masculine man!”

But you’re overweight and act like a little girl.

And you’re ugly…er than me…

You’re subjected to hang out only with the people that look like you and act like you.

A CLIQUE among adults.

I thought those days were over. Grow up.

I’ve been wondering if interior beauty is even considered anymore.

It’s not the heart that tells you who the one is anymore.

It’s your microscopic phallus, and it acts like most little high school boys do.