Not Who You Wanted Me to Be

I remember when I was a little girl. I played with barbies, and had tea parties with my teddy bears, wearing a pink sparkly dress. My room had been painted pink, and someone had given me princess blankets to match. I remember how everyone used to tell my mother, "she's going to break a lot of boys' hearts someday." Well, I guess I'm going to break their hearts when they find out who I really am.