Fluffy cream flowing through the sky,

wind keeping it going forward.

As it goes, it rings a soft lullaby,

at such a young age already being orphaned.

Different from the rest,

own colours are not smudged.

A reflected rainbow at its best,

by others it is constantly being judged.

Normal being black, white, gray,

different is not right.

Saying it might look a bit gay,

quite hard it is to win this big fight.

If you are a girl, you like male gender,

the end of discussion.

That, you ought to remember;

you're doing this simply for attention.

Pink is for cute girls,

no boy should take interest.

Only women should have body's curves,

men wearing dresses shall not be witnessed.

Society, always so blind and ignorant.

What is wrong with your views?

I can like whatever and whomever I want,

I am not someone who you can refuse.

As does evrybody else,

I also have my human rights.

Daily for you acceptance,

my guardian angel fights.

I am a nonbeliever, an atheist,

you can't hurt me with religion.

Even if I believed, God is not a racist;

you've misunderstood what is written.

I am proud of who I am,

you should be as well.

Shine brighter than the prettiest gem

and have your heart with pride swell.

One day, we will find compromise,

I am fairly sure of it.

We shall grow even more wise,

only then will we finally be able to fit.

Bi being a sly little spy,

Gay will silently pray in the corner,

Pan with the plan on their side,

and Ace shall begin this race in order.

See how long it takes

for us to clear your perspective.

Everyone makes mistakes,

however, this plan will be effective.

Everyone happy to be who they are,

no more needed restrictions.

A wish come true from a falling star,

In the end, to our voice society listens.