Unlucky is my name, my reputation and my situation.
I let people talk me into crap, mostly out of loneliness.
I spend way too much time on only if this kind of regrets.
And yet I keep making the same stupid mistakes.
It was what he was pushing me to say, and wanted to hear.
I open my mouth about it time in jail, and doing gay stuff.
Due to my confession, everything between us, has changed,
A married man, and his can be gay sometimes best friend.
I find it weird he hates queers, yet wants me to do gay stuff to him.
He will kill me if tell anyone, just because he is mean like that.
He hate's us both, a wife trapped in a marriage, I make doing gay stuff easy.
Hates himself, his life and he hates he does gay stuff, and loves it.
Then he screws up and outs us both, his wife files and gets a divorce.
He is all confused everyone knows and claims he can't do gay alone.
She keeps the house and I get a roommate, our co-dependance seems to flourish.
Weird we meet and make other gay friends, as gay couple, you are now fine with it.
We find ourselves at the age of thirty, very different people then we use to be.
Two very gay guys with a unlucky history, find love despite all those obstacle's.
We were taught it was wrong, making girls work was expected by parents.
Other peoples opinions and ideas of what real men are supposed to do.
Sometimes I think they always knew we were born this way gay.
This was all their attempt to to change our internal programing.
When acceptance that we were gay.
Was what really mattered.
The people that loved us.
Taught us to hate people like us.
To stop us from being ourselves.
How unlucky is that.
Unlucky - Story Time Blog
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