This is about a girl who didn’t listen to her heart
Well not until it was too late
She had a one-way mind
She could have never seen herself with a boy
And every time boys would ask her out
She would say
She would say

I liiiiiiiiiiiiiiike girllllllllllllllls
I like girls, I like girls

Until one day this boy came along and changed her mind
But it took some time
For that to happen
They were just friends
They had a lot in common; they both liked sports, girls, and fast cars
They would go out act silly, dance, and get drunk at bars
One day he asked her out
She turned him down without a doubt

She says
I’m just going along with my mind
Going along with my mind
And it’s tells me
I liiiiiiiiiiiiiiike girllllllllllllllls
I like girls, I like girls

So the boy gave up chasing her but they remained friends
So one day the boy says to the girl
I’m so happy I’m dating the most beautiful girl
I think in this world
The girl then feels a pain in her chest and her stomach turns and heart drops
She can’t believe this
But she’s feeling jealous
It seems all along her heart was beating for him but she pushed it all off with her “I like girls”

So she confronts him and asks him to listen to his heart
She asks him do you think we belong together
He says no we are just good friends and that’s it, I really like this girl
And I thought
You like girls, you like girls
Do you like girls

She says yes but I didn’t listen to my heart because it was pulling me towards you
She says
I liiiiiiiiiiiiiiike yooooooooooooooou
I like you, I like you

He says I like you too but only as a friend and a good one you’ve been and I probably won’t see you again, this is our last day
I really like this girl and we are moving away

And she says do what makes you happy, as long as you’re following your heart
Because I should have done that from the start
My mind was corrupt, I should have, I should have opened my mind up
Followed my heart, followed my heart
It was always you I wanted from the start

She says
I like girls, I like girls
I like girls, I like girls
With the exception of a sweet boy to delight my heart

Boys don't like girls like me

Boys don't like girls
With frizzy hair
And red velvet tongues

Boys don't like girls
Who wear heavy boots
And leather jackets a size too big
With pins pushed through the fabric
Declaring their beliefs
Like picket signs

Boys don't like girls
With outie belly buttons

Boys don't like girls
Who shop in the men's section
At thrift stores

Boys don't like girls
Who shut themselves in ivory towers
And refuse to let down their hair
Because they're too afraid

Boys don't like girls
Who talk to plants

Boys don't like girls
Who pick the pickles off
Of their cheeseburger because
They believe its the best part
And you always save the best for last

Boys don't like girls
Who carry trauma on their backs like boulders

Boys don't like girls
Who don't know how to kiss
Without leaving
Blood stains on your lips

Boys don't like girls
Who write love poems for themselves

Who practice archery and witchcraft
Because it makes them feel stronger

Who dance in their kitchen
To the music of popping popcorn

Who shy away from touch
Because to them it feels like acid

Who have stretch marks and cellulite

Who'd rather stay at home with the dog
Than go to that party

Who have ice in their soul

Boys don't like girls like me
And I'm trying to be ok with that

Real girls
Strong girls
Girls who scream into their pillows at night, cuz **** it! No one listens

Real girls
Strong girls
Girls who have forgotten what trust is, cuz **** it! No one cares

Real girls
Strong girls
Girls who spend all night listening to songs that remind them of theirsituation, cuz **** it! No one understands

Real girls
Strong girls
Girls who occupy all their time thinking about that one person, cuz **** it! They'll never be hers

Real girls
Strong girls
Girls who put on a face every day, cuz **** it! No one can handle who they are

Real girls
Strong girls
Girls who push through every day, cuz **** it! No one makes it better, cuz **** it! They keep trying, but **** it! The rainbow won't appear and life doesn't become happy again....

Real girls
Strong girls

**** THAT!!!!!

I ain't real and I ain't strong!

I know girls who go through boys like they did toys on the playground
I know girls who pick at their skin and pull at their hair
I know girls who look so hard for love they give out their heart like it's extra change
I know girls who split their skins to stop the pain
I know girls who are so angry they are hateful, even mean
I know girls throw up in the bathroom after lunch, pretending no one heard them when they come out
I know girls with the universe in their eyes yet they can't see a star
I know girls who give themselves away to feel like someone cares
I know girls who hate their moms
I know girls who hate their dad
And I know girls that would rather die then be caught wearing a dress
I know girls who take too many pills, girls who party a little too hard
I know girls with strait A's since they were 6
I know girls who have panic attacks
There are girls with bones and girls with curves
Girls with hearts as cold as stone
But even with all the types
All the girls
We're all the same
Same love in our hearts
Same soul buried beneath layers of our skin
Truth is
We're all hurt
We all need each other
Girls need girls to get through what girls go through

There are boys that cry,
There are girls who have dry eyes.

There are boys that dance or play volleyball,
There are girls that wrestle or play football.

There are boys who drive VW Bugs,
There are girls that drive trucks.

There are boys that bake,
There are girls that shred.

There are boys that like the Notebook,
There are girls that like Transformers.

There are boys that are romantics at heart, looking for love,
There are girls that aren't into flowers or love songs.

There are boys with hair to their knees,
There are girls with shaved heads.

There are boys with diaries and journals full of memories,
There are girls who have no desire to write down all the details.

There are boys with names like Aubry,
There are girls with names like Sam.

There are boys with insecurities about their bodies,
There are girls who don't weigh themselves ever.

There are boys with eating disorders,
There are girls who work out for the ideal 6 pack.

There are boys that prep endlessly for a date,
There are girls who take 5 minutes to get out the door.

There are tidy, neat boys,
There are messy, whirlwind girls.

There are boys in dresses,
There are girls in baggy jeans and a pullover.

There are boys who shop endlessly,
There are girls who can't stand the mall.

There are boys that talk about their emotions,
There are girls who would rather not.

There are boys that look after the kids,
There are girls that work full-time.

There are boys who are nurses,
There are girls who are engineers.

There are boys who cook,
There are girls that change the oil in the car.

There are boys who are complacent and subordinate,
There are girls who are dominant and overpowering.

There are boys with no desire to get it in on the first date,
And there are some girls who wouldn't mind if they do.


And those are all okay. Gender stereotyping only limits what you can and can't do. Let the boys cry and write poetry and eat chocolate when they're sad and talk about their feelings. Let the girls be aggressive and wrestle their buddies and play ball and drive sports cars. Let people do as they please. You're born as you a are, you can't decide what gender you are. You can decide what you do with your gender though, or rather what it won't keep you from doing. Your gender is only an aspect of who you are, don't let it dictate your actions to appease a society that has deemed what is and is not okay for you to do simply because you're either a guy or girl.

There are boys and girls that can grow up to be what they please, do as they wish and speak as they will. Don't be the one to tell them otherwise.