That`s me
I was born to be a girl, not a boy, I was sent to love the boys, not the toys, I was teached just to love, not to hate, But who cares why I`m here and not there, If I cry or I smile, If I`m dead or alive?! Tell me God, tell me my love: Who are people not to care? Why they keep telling me I`m a child how can`t see What means life and what means death, What is love and what is hate, What meens “happy” and what`s “sad”?! Who can say better then me What I know or what I see, What I feel? Who can know how old I am In my soul, when I`m alone? Who can God? or you my love, Please tell me! They know nothing about me They don`t care, they can`t see How I am! I can see and feel like them But that`s nothing… not for them… I feel lonely…
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