Stop critisizing me just because I don't
fit into any of your stereotypes. So what I'm different.
What authority do you have to change me? I am who
I am. And yea, I'm bisexual, so what now? Remember
this one thing: You will NEVER be able to
change me. Heaven forbid if my life is ever cut short,
put this on my grave: 'Here lies the kid we couldn't
change.' To every kid out there who is like me, who
is afraid to have a voice because of what others
might think, live freely, have your voice, be happy.
Hey baby, we were born this way! ! And to our
haters, don't let the door hit you where the good lord split
you, and the dog should've bit you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem