To: My church.
I don't mean to offend you,
But that is what I do,
You look at me with judging eyes,
You don't like my hair and it's dyes,
You hate my books,
You hate my looks,
You hate my language,
you hate with rage,
you assume I am not Christian,
you say I am dambed with your bitchin'
but it's me you hate,
And God says to love so that's my debate.
