I'm not that different. I'm still a person.

Why am I here
When I have everything to fear.
I'm persecuted
And executed
Every single day
I might as well take my life away
I have friends
Who are there for me till it ends
My family is there for me
Even when the hurt is free
I cry during day and night
This world we live in is such a fright.
People starve, and people die
And people expect me just to lie.
Why can't I be honest?
Why can't they learn to adjust?
I am who I am.
I'm not going to put up a scam.
I'm going to raise my voice.
Do you really think I had a choice?
Why can't you except me?
And they really call this country free?
Why can't I marry who I love?
Why can't I walk the streets without getting pushed or shoved?
Maybe I should take my life.
Maybe that would end this conflict and strife.
Maybe there is another way
But no one will listen because I'm gay.
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I wrote this in honor of all my friends who are gay, lesbian, and bisexual and for Gay Awareness. I myself, am straight. My friend, who is gay, is like an older brother to me, and it infuriates me when people put him down for being who he is. In honor of my friends I am going to wear purple on October 20, 2010! You should too!