They all say 'She is just confused',
What do they think I don't understand,
I fell in love with a woman instead of a man,
They say I chose this life of hurt,
If it was a choice I would have taken the easy way first,
I must have chose to be hurt and disowned by my mom,
As the blanket unfolds to my new day,
After all the black sticky tears are washed away,
My face glows when she hugs me tight,
Who knew such a 'wrong' thing could feel so right,
I held her tightly and kissed her lips,
And felt this so called 'sin' of her finger tips,
And softly say 'You are my life'
And they say I am confused? Right?