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Holly Jamestone

(Denver, CO U.S.A.)

In A Sad Corner One Cries


Weeping through all of the lies
No more pretending, leave be who I am or
In a Sad Corner One Cries

Living a lie is far worse than the truth
For those who place blame or don’t see
We’re all quite the same when peeled back to our core
You’re who YOU are and I’m ME

I didn’t choose to be brought here
But I’m a girl who likes guys
Some of my friends love men also
Yet In a Sad Corner One Cries

She is not drawn to the opposite sex
And was never attracted to men
The way she was born and the person she is
Does not mean the world may condemn

To expect a gay man to be craving a gal
Is as odd as a straight girl to long
For feminine contact instead of a male
The whole thing would simply feel wrong!

A brain with a gay chip has just as much right
To live in our world and be free
My brain has a straight chip but if it did not
You don’t get to criticize me

No one chooses to be here
So park your High Horses, no lies
Stop with the judgment and hatred
‘Cause In a Sad Corner One Cries

In a Sad Corner One Cries
Weeping through all of the lies
No more pretending, leave be who I am, lest
In a Sad Corner One Cries

Submitted: Thursday, March 13, 2014
Edited: Thursday, March 13, 2014

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(12-6-2013)
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