I'm Confused
Sometimes I wish I never existed
I wouldn't have to wonder
Why I feel so incomplete
Why I can't sleep
What's so wrong with me
I can cry as many tear as the ocean
But still there is no cure or potion
To free my soul....
From this black recession
I mean depression
I have a secret obsession with having sex with other guys
Which ain't the norm for society
I am a complete disgrace to my race
And to God
And all I have to say is I'm confused
I have broken all the religious rules
I drink which cause liver damage
I smoke which can cause cancer
I have sex with men which can cause dieases
Curable and incurable which I would need a miracle
From God the source of all repentance and healing
The one who is willing to still accept me
When others will never fully be able to
These quotes and words are sincerely true
But the fact of the matter is
I'm still confused
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