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"JUMPER"
By: Third Eye Blind
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend.
The angry boy,
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend.
Well, he's on the table,
My favorite writer of all time is Edgar Allan Poe. He was an absolute genius!
I also love football, the greatest sport in the world! My favorite team is the Dallas Cowboys and Troy Aikman is my favorite player.
I love to watch the back 2 back Stanley Cup Champions, the Detriot Red Wings!
I have always had a big interest in Greek Mythology. It's really facinating to me.
My favorite actress is Jodie Foster.
You could cut ties with all the lies that you've been living in.
And, if you do not want to see me again,
I would understand,
I would understand.
A bit too insane,
Icing over a secret pain.
You know you don't belong.
You're the first to fight.
You're way too loud.
You're the flash of light,
On a burial shroud.
I know something's wrong.
Well, everyone I know has got a reason,
To say, put the past away.
You could cut ties will all the lies,
That you've been living in.
And, if you do not want to see me again,
I would understand,
I would understand.
And he's gone to code,
And I do not thing anyone knows,
What they are doing here.
And your friends have left,
You've been dismissed.
I never thought it would come to this.
And I, I want you to know:
Everyone's got to face down the demons.
Maybe today.
We can put the past away.
One of my passions is Music. Especially when it has meaning.
It's so hard to face,
That in this day and age,
Somebody's race,
Could trigger somebody's rage.
And somebody's preference,
Can drive some total stranger,
to make somebody, somehow,
feel the wrath of their anger.
Why were we put here?
What for? We're unsure.
We sure weren't put here to hate.
Be racist, be sexist,
Be bigots, be sure,
We won't stand for your hate.
Why so cut and dry?
A simple concept missed,
Give tolerance a try,
This confusion still exists ignorant mongers.
No area's gray,
Couldn't be any wronger in this age and day.
Why were we put here?
What for? We're unsure.
We sure weren't put here to hate.
Be racist, be sexist,
Be bigots, be sure,
We won't stand for your hate.
Now how far have we come?
How come there still are some?
Who won't let some,
March to the beat of a different drum.
To face it, it's so hard,
you must be on your guard.
It's not okay,
And you're not free to be a different way.
Let's try to erase it, it's time that we face it,
If we don't, then who will? Shame on us.
Let's try to erase it, it's time that we face it,
Let's face it, the time is upon us.
In my free time, I like to play video games. I have a particular interest in RPGs. Dragon Warrior III for the NES is my all-time favorite video game.
"Pieces of You" By: Jewel
You say he's a faggot,
does it make you want to hurt him?
You say he's a faggot,
does it make you want to bash in his brain?
You say he's a faggot,
does he make you sick to your stomach?
You say he's a faggot,
ARE YOU AFRAID YOU'RE JUST THE SAME?
Faggot, faggot,
Do you hate him?
'Cause he's pieces of you?
My original intention of this site was to help people better understand things that are stereotyped and judged in a negative way. I wanted to stress the idea of equality. Everyone on this planet lives together and no two people are exactly the same. We should all be treated equal despite race, sexuality, sex, religion, etc.
Famous gays, lesbians, and bisexuals throughout history
Homophobia
Fight for Equality
Same-sex Marriage
Poetry
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Women's Rights
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"It's Alright"
Written by Emily Saliers of the Indigo Girls
It’s alright,
Forty days of rain.
My skin stretched out from the growing pain.
It's be nice to have an explanation,
But it's alright.
And it's alright if you hate that way,
Hate me 'cause I'm different,
Hate me 'cause I'm gay.
Truth of the matter come around one day,
So it's alright.
I look at this lifeline stretched way all across my hand,
I look at the burned out,
Empty like a plague across the land.
And for everything I learn,
There are two I don't understand.
That's why I'm still on a search through the weather strewn church.
I'm doing the best I can,
And it's alright.
And it's alright though we worry and fuss,
We can't get over the hump or get over us.
It seems easier to push,
Than to let go and trust,
But it's alright.
When we get a little distance,
Some things get clearer.
Give 'em the space,
Our hearts grow nearer.
I ran as hard as I could,
And still ended up here,
But it's alright.
I looked at this lifeline,
Stretched way all across my hand.
I look at the fires of hatred burning,
Up the bounty of this beautiful land.
I know I'm small in a way,
But I know I'm strong.
And it's my thirst that brought me to the water,
When I give up,
She carries me on and it's alright.
Yeah, it's alright,
And it's alright though I feel afraid.
My plans in pieces,
My plans mislaid.
It's the will of the way,
The will of the way,
The will of the only way,
That could have brought; me here today,
And it's alright.
"Come to My Window" by: Melissa Etheridge
I would dial the numbers just to listen to your breath.
I would stand inside my Hell and hold the hand of Death.
You don't know how I'd go, to ease this precious ache.
You don't know how much I'd give or how much I can take.
"Silent Legacy" by: Melissa Etheridge
Why did you steal the matches,
from the one-room motel?
Once they gave you answers,
now they give you Hell.
They will never understand,
they wonder where did they go wrong.
How could you be so selfish,
why can't you get along?
CHORUS:
And as you pray in your darkness,
for wings to set you free,
you are bound to your silent legacy.
You've seen it in the movies,
and you've heard it on the street.
Craving the affection,
Your blood is full of heat.
They don't listen to your reasons,
as original as sin.
Deny all that you feel,
and they will bring you home again.
CHORUS:
Your body is alive,
but no one told you what you'd feel.
The empty aching hours,
Trying to conceal.
The natural progression,
is the coming of your age.
But they cover it with shame,
And turn it into rage.
CHORUS:
Your are digging for the answers,
until your fingers bleed.
To satisfy the hunger,
to satiate the need.
They feed you on the guilt,
to keep you humble keep you low.
Some nam and myth they made up,
A thousand years ago.
CHORUS:
Mothers tell you children,
be quick you must be strong.
Life is full of wonder,
Love is never wrong.
Remember how they thought you,
how much of it was fear.
Refuse to hand it down,
the legacy stops here.
"Back 2 Good" by: Rob Thomas of Matchbox 20
It's nothing, it's so normal,
You just stand there,
I could say so much,
But I don't go there 'cause I don't want to,
I was thinking if you were lonely,
Maybe we could leave here and no one would know,
At least not to the point that we would think so.
Everyone here, knows everyone here is thinking about somebody else,
It's best if we all keep it under our heads,
I couldn't tell, if anyone here was feeling the way I do,
But I'm lonely now, and I don't know how,
To get it back to good.
This don't mean that,
That you own me,
This ain't no good, in fact it's phony as Hell,
But things worked out just like you wanted to,
If you see me out, you don't know me
Try to turn you head, try to give me some room,
To figure out just what I'm going to do.
'Cause every here, hates everyone here for doing just like they do,
It's best if we all keep this quiet instead,
And I couldn't tell, why everyone here was doing me like they do,
But I'm sorry now, and I don't know how,
To get it back to good.
Everyone here, is wondering what it's like to be with somebody else,
Everyone here's to blame,
Everyone here gets caught in the pleasure of the pain,
Everyone hides shades of shame,
But looking inside we're the same,
We're the same,
And we're all grown now,
But we don't know how,
To get it back to good.
Everyone here, knows everyone here is thinking 'bout somebody else,
It's best if we all keep this under our heads,
I couldn't tell, if anyone here was feeling the way I do,
But it's over now, and I don't know how,
It's over now, there's no getting back to good.
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