To Be A Boy (A.K.A story of my life)
To bind is to hide
In this shell that is no more mine
To scream and to run
Is simply no more fun
I hide my curves
To stifle my nerves
For my family shale never now
The number of cuts still grows
To me the one
I can simply never shun
So for her I'm me
To simple reach the innocent glee
For this is me
The girl called a he
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