The lines are imaginary

Kinda gay Kinda not Sorta straight She's kinda hot Pretty boyish Rarely girly But I might just be coyish Might just be worry That they'll only ever see it As one or the other It's either him or her it's either him or her pick a side pick a lane pick a box But why? It's all lies made up pretend? yes okay, sex they have p_ssy, they have c_cks but aren't we more complex? Call me wishy washy say the world's gone mad "guys didn't kiss guys in my day!" Yeah, cuz by blood they'd surely pay The LGBTQ All my respects But I don't see you as the key I understand the need to feel you belong by why make more rooms in this house? The bigots can't see through the walls They bigots can't see Fuck it Down with the constructs. It's all fictional, falsehoods Made to divide We're all human in the end Why do we just bend the rules, Why don't we break them? Break the norm. Aren't more than our physical forms?