Stuck, in this wrong body, people tend to assume, because of my parts I feel copied, and I need some room, because I feel overused, but no one thinks they should stop me from crying I wish I was like a guy, but I am trapped in this female shape, why do I always lie, when I say I’m in perfect place, please hold me, console me, while I cry all the fem away, I wish I was like a guy, but I’m trapped in this big mistake I wear baggy, clothes to feel better, I cut my hair off, as I said in a letter, I don’t need to feel perfect, just wait for me to not feel incorrect. I wish I was like a guy, but I’m trapped in this female shape, why do I always lie, when I say I’m in perfect place, please hold me, console me, while I cry all the fem away, I wish I was like a guy, but i am trapped in this big mistake I wanna be a guy, with overconfidence, but I stay in my room, with the gender influence
