So who do you say that I am?
The son of God or merely a man;
Christ was perfect and knew what was in season,
So I am who I am, I'm me with good reason.
Is it against nature or wrong for a man to love?
To concentrate on God and know what's above!
Surely this is right not really a scam
For I'm not a stupid head butting ram.
I think that I am what I dream about in books,
I'm even quite clever with not bad looking looks;
Now I am who I think I am and that makes up me,
What my heart goes out to and all that I see.
So next time you pass me going down the street,
Remember I'm like you just wearing out my feet;
I live life loving God and I pray for my food,
And I know that I am me whatever be my mood.
What do you think?