I read a sign that said "We've all been gay At one point or another." And for a moment, I consider it And then I feel pity For them
Those that have never been gay Held in their closest friend's warm embrace Laughing so hard it colors their face Those that have never leaned into Someone they were comfortable with And let their voice ring out Dancing and skipping With the gayest of laughter
I read that sign And I imagine Those eager To deny the "Accusation" Afraid to Hold a friend Of the same "Gender"
And I pity them
They were never free enough To gaily laugh to their hearts content Or relax in subdued complacency Never accepting themselves enough To fall against somebody that loves them truly And purely without The romantic insanity Just gay, platonic love
"Everyone has been gay At one point or another" And those that haven't Have very plenty of reason to bristle But what kind of life is worth living If you aren't gay At least a few days?
There are some countries where that kind of closeness with others of your gender is perfectly normal and not sexual at all. Of course, there's also Japan, where schoolgirls are expected to romance each other as practice for romancing guys...