COMING OUT - Bry (Poem) |
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Description: Coming Out', a poem I wrote for a friend. ► Bry's debut album is out now: http://smarturl.it/bry-album Currently on tour with Twenty One Pilots! Support me by getting merch here: http://www.musicglue.com/bry 'Coming Out' by Bry So I have this friend who is gay He sits down and tells me this, then anxiously turns away As if expecting some sort of reaction, like I'd be delighted or ashamed And all I can do is hug him, and tell him that it's OK OK, of course it's OK, man of all the words to say Yet OK on this day is the only phrase that I manage to weakly portray How brave, he is braver than most in the world today Than you, or I, or anyone that thinks to be gay is just 'OK' Yet I can see why he might be scared 'Cause there's always one, one in a group of three That says it's Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve Man, those people infuriate me When we live in a world where sometimes it's illegal For a man to hold hands with a man; love is banned Politicians debating what's natural, what's not While those third world kids, what have they got? Not enough to survive an impoverished life, and that's natural? With open armed churches preaching 'love thy neighbour' But not like that, take a step back. That's the world he's looking at. And what about me? Straight guy here Yet I've been called camp, fag, girly, queer I've been called them all, 'cause my hair's quite fancy and I sing high notes Which makes me a stereotype and a pawn to insults But I'm not insulted. And when people ask if I'm straight or gay, I change my answer every day Now gay marriage is becoming legal, some have opened their eyes FInally accepting that gay rights are human rights And now my friend can be himself, no threat of mental bruises My friend is free to love whoever the hell he chooses It's not gay marriage, it's just marriage No horse drawn carriage, just two people in eternal bliss And if you say that it's not what God wants Then your God doesn't know what love is. 
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