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All you had to do was put your lips
on mine to get me hooked.
All you had to do was wrap your arms
around me to make me feel safe.
All you had to do was
tell me that you loved me.
All of those things you did.
And you caused me to fall for you.
And it felt so right.
But society can’t accept the fact
that I love a guy.
When you and me are together
and you’re holding my hand,
you’re giving me more reasons to love you.
But I can feel their eyes on us,
I try to ignore them and you tell me
not to give.
But as much as I want to ignore them,
every inch of my body wants to yell:
What the ***! You’ve never seen two guys in love before?!
I’m so sick and tried of people watching us
because we’re two guys holding hands,
because you’re a guy with his arms around me,
and because we’re two guys kissing.
Why can’t they understand that two guys can be in love?
Why are they so narrow-minded?
Why can’t they stand the sight of us in love?
Everyone says that God said that being
gay is a sin, YEAH RIGHT!!!
Why is it so bad for two people to love each other
but they happen to be the same sex?
No one is gonna tell me that God hates me
because I’m bisexual and a Catholic.
I give God all my respect and love
and I thank Him for keeping me alive.
I thank Him for making me the way I am.
But I don’t understand why I can’t love you?
Society wants me to be with a random girl
and I don’t know her name.
I don’t know nothing about her.
Why can’t they accept the fact that I wanna be with you?
The guy who knows everything about me,
the guy who always tells me that he loves me,
the guy who in his arms makes me feel safe,
the guy who dries my eyes when I cry,
the guy who loves everything I hate about myself,
the guy who with one touch of his hand,
covers every wound and scar,
Why can’t they accept the fact that I wanna be
with a guy who to me is so perfect,
he’s my Superman.
They don’t have any right to judge you and me
because boy, I swear the way we love each other
is so much stronger than what they think of us.
Why don’t they understand that it’s because of them
that people are still scared of who they really are.
I say that because I hate saying in the closet
because there’s no closet to come out of.
The only thing we have to do is to embrace the person
we really are.
But it’s because of narrow-minded people,
it’s because of them
that people who are still not assure of themselves.
And they’re afraid to say they love him or they love her.
But the day I told everyone who mattered I was bisexual
was the day the chains that bounded me were broken
because it was the day I became the real me.
And when I met you,
and when you told me that you loved me,
it felt so right.
And I don’t care
about what society thinks of me and you.
Because truth be told,
they’re the ones who are narrow-minded.
They’re the ones I feel sorry for
because they’re the ones who are ignorant.
And believe me when I say I won’t stop loving you.
Because being with you feels so right.
Because you give me all the love in the world.
Because being with you keeps me sane.
And every time I’m with you,
our love won’t be forbidden.