Alone on the streets I am left to cry,
My parents hold no love for me,
Is it so wrong,
I wonder,
To love someone of my same gender?
Everyday Homosexuals and Lesbiens are abused,
Abandoned,
Hearts ruined,
Love is love,
As I say,
Those two white gloves sit upon his hands as he hold mine,
We don't look back,
We look forward,
To a hopeful new future where we wont be attacked,
By all those hurtful words,
We will make it off this street,
Walk away using our own two feet,
Eventually we will smile,
I personally suport the gays,
Love goes its own way,
It does not matter,
As long as you are happy.
