Why Does It Matter to You?

 am so sick of haters, day after day
they never listen to the words I say
hating who I am. I am bi
and find myself wondering why
how can they be content keeping me from the one I love
as He sits idily and watches from above
I can't help but cry
knowing you wish I would die
I am not perfect, far from it
but I am not a piece of shit
you act like we are infested with rabies
but straight people are the ones with gay babies
why do you blame us for our affection
when it's our parents creation
I can't help but love who