F is for faggot

F is for faggot,
You got that right, Dad,
You know, I'm a fag, too, don't you?
Why don't you just f-f-f-freak out?

F is for fuck off,
you wrinkly old dipshit
There's nothing I can say that will make you get it,
You poke and you prod, look for a reaction,
How's this, fuck you, get out of my life,
Peace comes with subtraction,
Sometimes.

F is for faith,
You believe in an imagined god more,
Than you do your own daughter,
Making up stories for how it should be,
meanwhile spreading hate and bigotry.

F is for flashback
To the moment you used to promise me
You loved me more than anything,
And silly me, I thought that meant
More than anything.

F is for the fallen,
Those who could war no more,
With the calls of the hating masses,
Men and women who're long gone now,
I'm sorry for the harrassment,
It's part of my blood too.

F is for Family, the ones I've chosen at least,
Those you're born with, a thorn in your side,
Til the day they release you in mourning,
The family I love the most are those
Who rose to stand with me,
Preferring solidarity over sitting.

F is for the flower,
I give each day to the girl,
Who makes me even gayer,
the girl of the swaying hug and the timid way,
Who never asks me to
Pray for straightness.

F is for fabulous,
Because I fucking well am.