I had a secret, I had to keep it, I thought that I was alone. Was I a phony, playing with ponies? Was I no longer a bro? People would judge me, mock me, and tease me. I couldn't see an end. Then, finally I found them, more from my fandom, a community full of friends. I am a brony, proud to admit. Don't care what the people say. I am a brony, friendship is magic. We do it the brony way. Now we flood all the fourms, draw, create. Have gatherings every weekend. We are learning to love and tolerate, a community full of friends. I am a brony, breaking divides. I like ponies and have a beard. I am a brony, I will not hide because some think it's weird. We won't let the established rules dictate what things we're allowed to love. When we are learning to love and tolerate, a community full of friends. Why is there such a stigma, why don't the people know? Bronies are just as weird as a girl with a GI Joe. We're gonna stand up tall, we're gonna show them all. Anyone can love ponies, big or small. I am a brony, proud to admit. Don't care what the people say. I am a brony, friendship is magic. We do it the brony way. We won't let the established rules dictate what things we're allowed to love. When we are learning to love and tolerate, a community full of friends.