LGBT-Rightz

Stories of love and escapist stories, I enjoy escapist entertainment Before I try to make them a reality For myself because I am too faint-hearted I see the perfect image of courtship, Perfect romance, and I’m afraid When I see before me the flawed reality. Although my age is mature, I’m still a greenhorn I am still a greenhorn with the art Of courting and romance, I am slow to understand And recognize meaning and hint of interest In me, whether I like it or not There’s an inverse relationship between who you Like and who likes you, as experience showed. What if he likes me not? What if he likes me? Love is offering a vulnerable heart. You offer your defenceless heart to Another in the hope that they will accept it; Could I give to him the power to hurt me? Do I dare to venture into the unknown? I am used to romantic disappointment. Alas, I have no idea how to handle the Rules of love, although I make my constant Prayer to the wily Lord Aengus There’s promise of an almighty

I cannot help it That it’s difficult for me to read subtle cues. I don’t want to complicate everything; I’m doing as best as I can I don’t want to complicate; I’m sure that I’ve upset people Before I realize that, in shame; I’m doing as best as I can Naïve since my childhood, I still struggle to understand my awkwardness; People seem to like me, although I don’t believe it; I’m doing as best as I can I still see myself as a problem, Terrified that I will do something wrong again, My continual presumption of the worst; I’m doing as best as I can I know that I’m picky, Pedantic, my particular interests That make me difficult sometimes, so tedious; I’m doing as best as I can There are my continual second thoughts on myself. Communication is complicated, it’s difficult for me; Body language and facial expressions; I’m doing as best as I can I don’t want to do any harm. I wish that I could forget Each blunder but I need them; I’m doing as best as I can I still yearn for the