Pansexual
Prejudice
Hate
So wrong
What gives you the right
To decide who I love?
What gives you the right
To detest me for my differences?
What tells you that it's okay
You tell me I'll never be loved
Because I love people
For who the are
Not what they are
It doesn't matter to me
So why should it matter to you?
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