Stones

As you set this world on fire
You too shall surely burn
As you spark the flames of hatred
And refuse to let this world turn

Stones have been thrown
From fear of what's unknown

You scream the cry of deviance
Not seen as a natural part of us
Love Is Never Wrong

Delight in misery. Choosing conformity
The line of least resistance
Outgrow uncertainty. Resist Stability
At least I know the real me

Whether genetic or a choice
You never asked yourself
Why you chose to love who you love
You never ask yourself