oh mother
Oh mother, Oh mother
why do you not understand, that i cannot change who i am
All things in the world are no just black and white
not everything is wrong or right.
Oh mother why can you not undersand who i am
It is not a desease or something that someone can convince me of
it is my life, it is the way i am
oh mother im gay
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