Being Closeted

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Being closeted

I hide away

I'm afraid of what you'll say

Oh the little jokes you make

I don't know how much more I can take

Oh that's so gay

It's all you say

Deep down inside

That upsets my mind

I stand and stare

I wish my confidence was there

I want to tell you

But you won't believe its true

I don't like men

But all you do is talk about them

I wish I could go to pride

Iwish I had the confidence they seem to find

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