"I am French, I am Italian, I am German and Japanese.

I am Russian, I am Viking, I am whatever kind I please.

I am American, A mut all my life.

Still the pain of sync-racy, Wasn't worth the strife.

This world is my home, I belong to none.

If you try and name me, I'll surely run.

But you asked me why, I see you different;

It was a lonely life, and the world was constant.

The wind was blowing, The night was cold,

My eyes could not see, Still I saw your soul.

You were beautiful, and colorful, Much brighter than a rainbow.

You did fear change though...

But you sat there with such sadness,

That I knelt down and gave you a kiss.

And wiped a tear, away from your eye,

And gently told you, not to cry.

I love you. You are good,

You are my people, You bravely stood-

Against the world, That misunderstood-

Diversity:

I love the way you are, I love the way your strange.

I love the people of this world, Forever in the Season of Change."