Still I have not told you,
Still the uttered words make me tremble and fall,
Into a deep coma of thoughts.
I'm not accepted,
And our friendship would die,
I love and cherish you,
But will you do the same for me?

Being gay is not a choice,
I want a family,
Can't you see!?
And a family I will have,
One, which is right for me.

You can no longer dictate my mind,
Make me feel inferior to society.
Because, I am part of it,
I make up society.
I am happy and free,
So accept it,
I am gay, as you can see.