Society disapproves

Of how I feel.

It opens wounds

That will never heal.

Our bodies are the same,

But our love is too.

To our hearts it isn't a game,

They love each other like I love you.

Discrimination is wrong,

And we aren't mentally sick.

Try and pick us out,

Go ahead, have your pick.

Not all of us are stereotypes,

And it isn't labelled on our skin.

We call it love,

You call it sin.