Winning Pretty is written and performed by me….messy just like life. Copyright 2011 all rights reserved except for the ones I will gladly give you if you ask me nicely.
Now tell me of a citizen
Who cannot serve in infantry?
Somehow the celebrations
For our patriotic GLBT
Have left me feeling hollow
Since no matter what they swallow
They can kill and spill overturn
Crash and burn
I haven’t got a word now
For the feeling in between
You know I’m feelin’ so proud
As they march into the skein
We are free, now truly aren’t we?
We are proud and without lies
You can ask and I can tell you
What I enjoy between my thighs
You know we marched into the city
You know we camped out in the trees
But winning isn’t always pretty
They will cut you at your knees
And I can slaughter
I can translate
I can save you from the enemy
I can come home
Broken body
Disillusioned fighting PTSD
We are heightened
When we are equal
We are lowered
When we fight
Guess that’s why I’m feeling lonely
While I’m bursting with gay pride
How to harmonize
These feelings
I am in between the baffles
Alone, and keening
For the beautiful
The spacious skies
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