I am not this way because you did something wrong,
It’s not because of hearing some strange song,
I’m not too young to know who and what I am,
There were no gangs to make me follow them.
You choose not to see the good in me,
My morals and standards are of quality.
I am educated, loyal and have the highest integrity,
Again these things you do not see.
If your God is in fact a God of love,
Then let him judge from up above.
I feel no shame, and hold my head up high,
I will be blessed to go to heaven when I die.
You see down here, the sinners are our fate,
Filled with prejudice, anger and too much hate.
What I am is neither a fad nor a choice I made,
Freedom and rights have been the price I have paid.
This poem I write isn’t just for one person to say,
It is for all the people in this world that are gay.