Who are you?

Who are you to call me names?

Who are you to be so rude?

Why am I the blame?

 

Who are you?

Who are you to say that I can't do it?

Who are you to say that I wouldn't make it through?

Why am I the one taking the hit?

 

Who are you? 

Who are you to say that I will never get the title of marriage?

Who are you to say that I can't say "I do"?

Why am I so enrage?

 

Who are you?

Who are you to tell me what I'm doing is wrong?

Who are you to tell me what I already knew?

Why am I the one that feels like I don't belong?

 

Why am I listening to you?

When all you do is tell me I;m not equal.

Why am I listening to you telling me the world's view?

When I already know I'm unequal.

 

But to you I'm just a disgrace.

But I know I'm no such thing.

I will always choice to chase.

Even if it is just a string.

 

We will never be disfaced.

No matter what you do or say.

We will never be erased.

Because we are the gay race.