First of all
Do you think I wanted to be this way?
Did I wake up one morning
And decide to question myself
Just to be "different" or "weird"?
Do you think I enjoy being called a freak?
For whatever reason you've devised?
I want your answer now
Second of all
If you couldn't know a part of yourself
Would you want people laughing
And making it into a joke?
Would you want supportive people
Who liked you despite your "shortcoming"?
Instead of liking you for who you were
Be creative now
Just pretend that you're not perfect either
Maybe my actions are against Leviticus
But you eat shrimp
And you don't go to church with rashes
And why would God have created me to be hated
Give me your best shot
Why do you complain about how you're treated
For things that you can't always help?
Then turn around and do that to me
Thinking that I don't give a damn either way
Thinking I'll brush it off and forget
Well I don't
Every time you call me a freak, or the "weird" one
Or joke about me not being straight
You're belittling me
So you can come out on top
I don't want to let you
But I can't stop you