As soon as you're thinking, you already know.
Feelings develop slow but they're there.
Always there...

But I know I didn't change.
I didn't choose to be this way.
But the older I get the more I regret
   the way life is working against me.

They're telling me AIDS is all my fault
   but I haven't even had sex.
And still they insult and tell me its my fault
  and think without me they'd be better off.

My "way of life" is  disgusting to them.
I can barely breath without being obscene.
Cuz I lay with my boi I'm deemed unclean.
A religious outcast whose soul's unworthy.

I wasn't born stupid but I was born gay.
But it might be contageous so they just stay away.
They'd rather be stupid then find out my name
   and just call me a faggot; to them it's the same.

They don't see my torment;
they don't see my pain.
My unfelt emotions
   driving me insane...

Don't tell me my business;
I've known all along.
it's not just about me...
You're the one who's all wrong.