I had to believe
Once I was  conceived
Once It was  time for me to leave
Born not to disbelieve
Certainly nothing yet to grieve
That would make me not believe
Not yet deceived
As I grew I believed
There was so much that I/we could achieve
If only we would believe
In
Our self  
His self
Her self
It's self
Myself
Self
Yes! That's all I had to do was believe
Now I look at what I have believed
I have to wonder if I have been deceived
Because there was so much that I believed
In
God
Faith
Love
Romance
Fame
Fortune
Normal things that I wanted to believe
That I never could achieve
And I believed
And I believed
And I believed
But just because I did not achieve
Does not mean that I will ever give up on what I

Believe

Did you really send your son to convince us
Your son that turned water into wine for us
The one that walked on water to show us
The one that brought a man back from death to walk among us

Did you really send your son to convince us
The one that wore a crown of thorn's in front of us
Your son that carried his own cross so far for us
The one that was ****** by so many of us

Did you really send your son to convince us
The one that was nailed to the cross by us
Your son that died for us
The one that arose from the dead to prove to us

Did you really send your son to convince us
Your son that shared your word with all of  us
The one you sent to teach us
Your son that was betrayed by some of us

Did you really send your son to convince us
The one that still listens to us
The one that still believes in us
Your son that will still pray with us
The one that will still guide us

Did you really send your son to convince us
That you still love us

Did you really send your son to convince us
That you will send him back to us

His Answer:

YES!!

Do you think they woke one day
To decide to be that way
To feel the hate that they will feel everyday
To have their families feel betrayed
It's so much more
Then them liking the ballet
And them able to make a great looking bouquet
And them able to set a great buffet
And them having a roll in the hay
It's about two people sharing love
That was sent from above
And being committed
After all that was admitted
It's a shame they cannot feel acquitted
And they have to fight for it to be permitted
Why do they have to feel chastised
Just because there love does not comply
And no one will listen to their cries
And they have to watch their own demise
And they have to feel criminalized
Why do they have to be demoralized
Being gay
They want what everyone craves
They have to be brave
When they show their feelings
That for so long has been enslaved
Why would they not feel betrayed
So let me give you a clue
Being Gay
Is something you do not choose

You are born that way!.......................