GOD

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.