Landon, the Lamentable Name

Oh, Landon, what’s in a name?

A badge of weirdness, full of shame.

Walking ‘round like you own the place,

But every glance, it’s averted face.

Oh shit!! He’s gay!

Landon’s got a style that’s frayed at the seams,

Tangled stories, shattered dreams.

Catching eyes with a flick of his hair,

But when he speaks, nobody cares.

Dancing with shadows in his own little world,

But Landon’s colors just leave us all swirled.

Landon, oh Landon, the joke that we wear,

A name that feels heavy, a breath of despair.

Cuz no one can love you, no one can stand,

A heart that beats weird, like a car on demand.

We all gathered ‘round, but the crowd starts to flee,

Landon’s got stories that baffle you and me.

Talking ‘bout love for the wheels in his life,

Kissing the hood like it’s a lover’s strife.

Wandering through whispers like smoke in the air,

A name that invites us to laughter and glare.

Landon, oh Landon, the humor we hide,

In every misstep, you're breaking our pride.

No one can cheer you, no folklore to mend,

Just shadows behind you, that will never end.

With glitter and gloss, you strut through the highs,

But we see the cracks beneath all those lies.

Just a name is a name, but yours is the worst,

It's like a strange curse from the minute you burst.

Oh, Landon, what’s in a name?

We hear it in whispers, and it’s all just a game.

If weird is the vibe that you love to pursue,

Then let it be said we’re all done with you.