can you hear me cry at night;
i feel some times i can't keep up the fight.
why that is all I ask
why me i can't understand
why did you make me gay.
was I bad cuz what could be worse.
or am I just cursed.
this is not a life I would choose
so why has it chosen me.
it is hard to love myself this way
how can I ever love her one day.
I keep pushing her away.
how can she love me. I am a girl.
the nuns they teach how wrong it is how I will go to hell.
I only ask because if I am wrong then so are you GOD. You made me like you right. If i am going to hell then I won't be alone you my father, my creator, my God will be right there with me.
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