Not Me
I don't really think much
As to who is who
and what the hell I am doing
I get how being commited is good
I get how being connected
might fulfill you
but i'm not
I am not and I don't think i ever will be
I don't connect
Don't remember their faces
I have to hide who I love
because apparently i am going to hell if i love another human
Same sex
says my parents
is incredibley vile
i'm a abomination
i am the black sheep
i feel alone
no matter who i might sleep next to tonight
I don't really think
It goes past me in a haze
So what is a healthy relationship look like?
The answer is this:
Not me.
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