This is revised and resubmitted from my old dA account that is no longer active
The first time this was publicized, it wasn't exactly clear on my point. So I changed the title, edited the content a tad, and I'll explain it here..
This poem is written as a conversation, italics is an unknown person who, isn't exactly clear. The normal text is another, more resolute person.
The point isn't, "Ew, Gay sex and trannies and demons are nasty" Its more of a, "Don't lie, be yourself." thing.
In my experience, I've seen so many people who flaunt that they love their own sex, simply for attention from the opposite sex, when they don't really like them at all. This poem kind of puts that into perspective. Yes, I know some people aren't 100% sure what they like and what they don't like, they're confused. I completely understand this, and I'm not ridiculing you, because that would be hypocritical of me. I was confused at one point in my life, it happens. No hard feelings, I promise. But this is for those people who sit there and put full faith into this scheme thinking it won't hurt anyone. A friend of mine and I have both been hurt and tortured because we had developed feelings for one of these people without even realizing it was just a ploy. It's not funny, so please, respect your orientation and don't flaunt it if it isn't you.
I know that there are other parts that have nothing to do with sexuality, well, there is a bit of discrimination towards anyone without even thinking of it and how it hurts them -- just like my main point at hand. Thank you, have a nice day!