Mama didn't raise a girl wanting to be a boy,
She raised a boy with the wrong parts, That's who she raised. A boy who was born as a girl. A boy wrapped in pink, dressed in pink, grew up in pink. Now this boy is tearing off the pink clothes and wallpapers and blankets and dying them blue like the boy who has been shoved inside the pink body. I'm sorry mama I couldn't be the pink bundle of joy you always prayed for. But this boy wrapped in pink is no longer. I am a boy who will dress in blue, wrap up in blew, grow up more and live in blue.
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November 2019
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