It's funny how society tells us not to "shove our lifestyles" down people's throats, when it's guilty of the same offense. Everyday, I wake up knowing I'm a stranger in a heterosexist land, a mutant amid normal citizens. What I don't understand is why I can't be myself as long as no one else is being affected. Why is it a man and a woman can walk down the street, holding hands and be viewed as showing affection? But, when two men do the same, they are considered "antagonistic" and overblowing discretion. What's the difference? Isn't what's good for the goose good for the gander? I'm sick of this bigoted world with its dual standards. I mean, I'll be honest, I'm curious about what it's like to be heterosexual. But, that's just the curiosity in me to experience everything in life conceptual. However, I stubbornly refuse to conform to society's norms just to be accepted. In that case, I would not be true to myself, and that's the message. That's just the issue I'm dealing with. Feeling sick of kneeling down to the oppressive rule of society. Why does it seem they take pride in denying me? They're providing me with the motive to explode on society. So, I ask, "why me?" Why be something that's not inside of me? I'm a man like the next man, trying to understand who I am, whom I can trust. And, who I am is more than who I touch hands with and fuck. Such tough luck follows me like a dog without a leash. I'm so confused, I don't even know who the fuck speaks. Shit...