'Skin Deep' by Ian Mann

What do you see when you look at me?
Do you tease and taunt or turn and flee?
Do you have a problem with my choice of lover?
If two boys kiss do you run for cover?
What do you see when you sleep at night?
Images you like, that just don't seem right?
The boy next door is really nice,
But do you see him with wandering eyes?
He's in your thought and in your dreams.
You hate being queer and want to scream!
That gorgeous boy has come to tea.
He asks your sexuality.
Do you reveal you are your hate?
Don't be stupid - you say you're straight.
'Oh really?!' asks the boy next door
Before pushing your shoulders to the floor.
'I've seen the way you always stare.
Try something new if you dare!'
His hands begin to caress your hips,
While his tongue decides to part your lips.
You run your fingers through his hair.
Something is happening in your underwear!
His arms tighten around your waist.
You love the way he smells and tastes.
You realise something you've always known,
Guessing from the clothes you own.
The tight t-shirts and flared jeans?
You are an utter screaming queen!
Next time people freak you out
Look at them and simply shout,
'You narrow-minded little bigot!
I may well be a f**king faggot!
Your bum looks better than your face,
But I wouldn't enter either place!
I am here to ruin your day,
The biggest homophobes are gay!!