I know who I am And I'm not sorry for that What's troubling is where your head is at Who cares if I'm with a woman or man Whether or not they have a **** in there pants What matters is how our souls attract How we fit like a puzzle with no doubt that we match Its not like I suddenly changed Its still me not a creature so strange I understand its not something you planned I am who I am And I can't change on your command
I wrote this the night I came out to my family and was proceeded to be lectured on how I was going to hell. This was what I repeated to myself that night as I fell asleep.