There's something about

The way a guy's ass

Doesn't wiggle

As he walks past

There's something special

In the eyes

Of a guy in heat

When you're his prize

But there's so much fear

Tied up in love

When you can't speak out

To even ask him if he's gay

too afraid of what he'll say

Or even worse

What his friends would do

Cause you'd never fall

For one of those people

That would crack your skull

And leave you to die

The guys you think are cute

Would never be that kind

Silence is golden

More a tarnish now

That hides true beauty

Beneath a furrowed brow

Bent in concentration

And self flagellation

don't say anything

don't dream

Just be happy with what you've got

It could have been nothing