I have always revelled in the weird,
The uncanny never feared,
Peculiar and queer
I revere:
Odd.
On the surface, my life has appeared
Normal, but beneath it’s clear
I am strange and weird.
I’m sincere:
Flawed.
My Creator has not disappeared;
Fingerprints are very clear,
In likeness so near;
He is weird:
God.
One day I’ll spread my wings and fly away,
But not today for I am not yet free.
I will be me and leave behind the grey,
Over the rainbow and across the sea.
I see ahead a door and I will go
Through it and show just who I am to all,
And if I fall You’ll catch me, that I know,
And I will grow and realize Your call.
Although I dread the condemnation and
Fear I’ll be banned from church and family,
I must be free so I must take a stand,
And so I’ve planned for I know You’re with me,
For You have said You’ll not leave or forsake,
And if they break my heart, You will restore.
Fling wide the door; I’m ready to awake.
Your hand I’ll take; together we will soar.
Now I will shed the filthy rags of fear:
The way is clear; I must leave my hideout,
And I will shout of how You kept me near.
You made me queer and now I must come out.
