• When the night has gone and dawn begins,
    I take a look around to examine my so called "sins"

    But are they though?
    I regret none.
    People keep telling me they are some.

    But why? It's only love.
    I can't help that my other half,
    lives in the body of the same gender.

    I wound change it either.
    I know that a person like her, she's a keeper!

    I'm tired of hearing how "God hates us all"
    If so, he shouldn't have let me fall!

    In love with her is how I like to be
    I don't need people yelling at me.

    They don't understand!
    I'm not right for some man!
    I'm where i want to be when I'm there holding her hand!

    People like me have been dying for thousand of years!
    For what we can't help! Other peoples fears!

    If god hate people like me
    then he must hate them all.

    If not then...
    Why let people fall?
    (If he even exists at all.)