this is what comes out when i render...
Where do you turn when everyone has someone else to turn to?
Call me a bitch, but I'm getting sick of this life.
I know, I should do something to change that for myself. But I have grown so accustomed to this life I have, that something else just seems foreign, scary, intimidating. It shouldn't, but it does.
"If it wasn't for gay men, I wouldn't talk to men at all."
But no matter what, no matter the attempts made, I will always be the odd man out...or the odd straight girl out, as it were.
I know that this feeling is self-imposed, but none the less valid.
I'm going to do it. It being what I always say I'm going to do and never actually go through with it. But it needs to be done, so I can sort out some things, so I can appreciate myself more than the appreciation I feel.
No, not appreciation. Respect.
Ever feel like you just don't mean anything? Like you are held to a double standard. I should get the same respect as everyone. No matter their sex, no matter their race, no matter their age, no matter their orientation.
So I want something more, something better. But I don't know how to go about getting it. How do you find something when you have no idea where to even start looking?
How do you start to climb up from the bottom when you can't even stand?
How can I possibly turn my life around when I'm too afraid to take a single step?
And she dreams she's dancing
Around and around without any cares
And her very first love is holding her close
And the soft wind is blowing her hair
Call me a bitch, but I'm getting sick of this life.
I know, I should do something to change that for myself. But I have grown so accustomed to this life I have, that something else just seems foreign, scary, intimidating. It shouldn't, but it does.
"If it wasn't for gay men, I wouldn't talk to men at all."
But no matter what, no matter the attempts made, I will always be the odd man out...or the odd straight girl out, as it were.
I know that this feeling is self-imposed, but none the less valid.
I'm going to do it. It being what I always say I'm going to do and never actually go through with it. But it needs to be done, so I can sort out some things, so I can appreciate myself more than the appreciation I feel.
No, not appreciation. Respect.
Ever feel like you just don't mean anything? Like you are held to a double standard. I should get the same respect as everyone. No matter their sex, no matter their race, no matter their age, no matter their orientation.
So I want something more, something better. But I don't know how to go about getting it. How do you find something when you have no idea where to even start looking?
How do you start to climb up from the bottom when you can't even stand?
How can I possibly turn my life around when I'm too afraid to take a single step?
And she dreams she's dancing
Around and around without any cares
And her very first love is holding her close
And the soft wind is blowing her hair