The skin I'm in is wearing thin
39 in before beginning again
Finding time in the mind
To rewind all the signs
I should have caught intertwined
That plot up my design
But I got up in time
I opened my eyes
I'm hoping my soul
can handle coping this ride
Floating through life
like the ocean at times
Not knowing which wave is calming
Or if I'll crash at the site
This has to be hashed right
Don't care if we clash
I'll pass on the fight
Don't act like this is your life
I couldn't feel more right
Realizing my core is worth more
Than I've let it shine
Now it's bout time
You see me as me
I'll have always been born right
This ain't a choice life
I just exist as I be
I've always been a boy
See- Your bundle of joy- me
Some will try to destroy, but please,
Nothing can undermine
My ride and my fight
Through 39 assumed years
In the wrong fight
Born to a gender to render
My soul back in full flight
Born your baby girl
Taking off as your boooooy- byyyyyyeeee

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