I'm sorry I'm not your perfect girl.
I don't wear short skirts,
I don't wear crop tops,
Because honestly they're just clothes.
I don't like to be called "she"
Or "ma'am" or "lady"
I'm sorry if I don't like wearing dresses,
Or shaving my legs.
I'm sorry if how I dress myself;
Every day at six,
Isn't what you wanted,
For your baby girl.
I'm sorry I make you disappointed because of how I dress,
I'm sorry for wanting to keep,
Myself happy.
I promise I'll grow my hair long,
I'll keep my legs shaved,
I'll wear dresses without complaint,
And stop going about "dressing like a boy",
I know I'm making a scene,
And others have it worse,
Sometimes I can't tell the difference between what you say,
And what I think,
I promise I'll be a girl for you.
But to me, I'm still the same,
No matter how many times I tell you I
"I no longer feel like a boy."
