You may hate me, yeah I really think you do. But why hate me when you don't know what's true. You can call me names and think that I won't respond, But really how can I not when you had everything all wrong. Yeah, you may say things that has no concern with you. But how can you be in my business and never know the truth. You see, you can hear things that will put you in the wrong. Like calling me a freak and other bad names, When you know you wouldn't want to be called the same. I'm comfortable with myself I don't have to say those things. I'm proud about who I am and that will never change. Until you are to keep saying the same things. The day of truth will come and you'll see what I mean.