Just Accept Me

I am a different religion, can't you see? 
This is what I believe in; this is me. 
Yes I am Wiccan; I know I'm a witch.
Why can't you accept that? 
It's not like I have switched. 
I am the same person. Just like last year, 
Maybe a few changes, here and there. 
I am still shy to new people, 
Wacky around the one's I know. 
I'm just Wiccan, a different religion, 
That I want you to accept me in. 
These are my feelings, for what I believe in. 
What I think is true, I still believe in some sort of god, 
Just not the same as you. 
I'm not like Harry Potter; I don't use a wand. 
Tiny colored sparks don't come from my fingers, 
Not from that show we once saw. 
I believe in Gods and Goddesses. 
That's what I believe. That's what I see. 
Now just accept me.