I'm sorry that I hurt you.
I'm sorry you misunderstood.
I wish I could take it all back.
I wish I could be the son you'd be proud of.
Daddy, I know that you wanted a strong young man that would be a stud.
Among girls, not boys.
I know that you wanted to teach me how to hunt and how to be a football player.
But, I don't like to harm animals... I like to design and write poetry.
And I don't like tackling other boys in the mud and rain... I like to do flips and cheers with the girls.
Daddy, I'm sorry your only child turned out to be gay.
Mommy, I know how you feel about the gay community.
You hate them, more than anything.
I know yo