The Lone Queer Per Chance

Here I sit day after day,
Hour after hour, year after year
There's really not much alone as Ive been to say
So my intent is to be queer.

A little scared, I mean, what do you do?
Give a hand some head.
Face it is true,
Then off with a man to bed.

You have God's permission
To love whom you please
If no one goes with me
then no one I'll appease.

A First time of being gay,
It could save my world from loneliness...
Maybe just say bi
that it may be.  Now how?