Hold up
Weak little child,
staring for awhile.
Confused and alone
here lies her bones.
It's a he.
It's a she.
Now just listen to me;
doesn't matter if I'm a girl or a boy,
I'm just a toy,
used by people for cheap laughs.
Bruises on my calves
from when I told them who I wanted to be,
when I broke my mold.
Went with a brand new mold.
Now here sits the kid
eating a stale
week old
bowl
of
Cheerios.
staring for awhile.
Confused and alone
here lies her bones.
It's a he.
It's a she.
Now just listen to me;
doesn't matter if I'm a girl or a boy,
I'm just a toy,
used by people for cheap laughs.
Bruises on my calves
from when I told them who I wanted to be,
when I broke my mold.
Went with a brand new mold.
Now here sits the kid
eating a stale
week old
bowl
of
Cheerios.