(Note: not really sure why I was swearing apologies)

Homophobes never made sense to me
Before or after I knew how to describe Seemed stupid, to be scared, of being free
Instead of wanting to know, trying to vibe

Seems a lot like my father too
Like they need an excuse for being an ass
Acknowledge you are and move through
Because it's hurtful and crass

Like who peed in your cereal, right?
I wasn't always better, I would stare
Brave, being themselves,I thought at night
Those words seem harder, for me to share

Braver, why, because I couldn't be?
Because I didn't know who I was?
Did they know what I couldn't even see?
That feeling has more kick to it more buzz

(As it stands now)

I kind of like people without much regard
For things like gender,or so called “bio sex”
If you're hot you're hot here's my card
Why is that such a vex?

Romantically I'm a romantic
Beyond that who knows
Same with sexual attraction it's a semantic
I make friends, slightly less than foes

Sometimes friends come from anywhere
Otherwise if you know, you know.
People who can relate are more rare
In places where non-phobics are so-so

(50-50 in those places on those that don't want me dead)

But I guess that's life
People are shit (sometimes)
I guess there's not much use to strife
Or throwing myself into their pit.