Tell my mother I am sorry
For breaking the rules
Lest I ever cut my hair
If I let it grow
Perhaps I will "be a girl again"
Tell my father I am sorry
He's the only man I'll ever love
Tell my brother
That he was right,
I'm a ******
Tell my sister
I won't be interested
In stealing her husband
Any time soon
Tell my grandmother
I am a disgrace
But she loves her grand-daughter
Tell my girlfriend
Her eyes make me smile
Hands make me tremble
And lips make me melt
Tell myself
I am not ashamed
For loving a woman
May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 10:36 PM UTC
Tell my mother I am sorry
For breaking the rules
Lest I ever cut my hair
If I let it grow
Perhaps I will "be a girl again"
Tell my father I am sorry
He's the only man I'll ever love
Tell my brother
That he was right,
I'm a ******
Tell my sister
I won't be interested
In stealing her husband
Any time soon
Tell my grandmother
I am a disgrace
But she loves her grand-daughter
Tell my girlfriend
Her eyes make me smile
Hands make me tremble
And lips make me melt
Tell myself
I am not ashamed
For loving a woman
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