My Heart Is A Protest

A Question Like “do You Love Me?” Was An Itch Our Doctors Told Us Not To Scratch.

Having Seen Ted From A Distance, I Always Thought If Ever There Was A Place For Someone Like Me, The Outcasts, People Who Maintained Who They Are Despite Being Told What They Were, It Was Ted.

You, Me, This City, This Country, We Will Always Have A Choice.when You Stand Up To Be Counted, Tell The World, This Is My Voice. There Are Many Like It, But This One Is Mine.

We Come From The Mentality, That Rarely Sees The Horror In Symmetry Or The Beauty In Non-conformity

What I Said Was I’ll Miss You What I Meant To Say Was I Love You What I Wanted To Say Was That I Meant What I Said And It’s Funny How All Those Things I Could Have Said Flooded My Head After We Said Goodbye And I Should Have Told You I’d Be Willing To Hold You Until My Flesh Crumbles Into Bone Because I’m Willing To Die Alone But God Knows I Don’t Want To Live That Way.