What is the choice?

If you know you're gay, yet you fear making it known,

I'll ask you, is It important for you to have it known?

You could keep it secret, only you know the truth,

But I guess it burns.

It burns, and burning.

It stifles your breath,

It binds you in chains,

Frustrates your decision,

In calculation,

For you may only walk

Along the cracks.

So let me ask you this, my friend:

Do you have a real choice?

Do you want to continue living,

Like some doomed Greek hero?

Never finding home?

And remember, always:

Life is just too short.