I just want a friend
Who I don’t feel like I have to pretend
To be someone else
For them to like me
I just want a friend
Someone that I can depend on
Who won’t be gone
When I want to get hypey
I’m lonely
It’s something I have to admit
What are homies
Who lowkey wish you sucked their dick
Preferably a lady will do
But you know if that’s provided
They can never make of you
The gay guy they fabricated in their minds
At age twenty nine
I’m kind of done trying
Someone to shoot hoops with
Someone to play chess with
Someone who’ll help start a movement
Who I’ll be proud to be repping
The city that raised me
The county that shaped me
But I’m realizing lately
Maybe I’m bestowed a life
Where I just have to be a loner
It’s all good though
I’m a great musician
I love being a stoner
I love insightful conversations
I love showcasing that I’m capable
Of being kind and patient
I’m no longer wasting
Energy on those who think I’m not worth it
Sad cause shit just seems so fake on the surface
Can go to a church service
And worship God with the attendees
But what do I have in common
With these gay dudes who want nothing to do with a woman’s pussy
Am I being too shallow
Am I being too harsh
I let my guard
Down and they never fail to betray me
So I’ll just stop trying
And live life happy
Regardless if they shun me
Regardless if they drug me
Regardless if they hate me