Am I girly or a granny?
Oh god wont you tell me which?
I feel confused and irritated too
And when I’m called mother, I go ‘Boo Hoo’.
What in the world do these people think?
How can I change from granny to girl in a wink?
It’s funny at times, but mostly hurting,
My tear glands are full, readily spurting
Sister, mother, granny dear,
“So early?” the girl in me fears.
Can’t I be just me- plain simple me?
Why can’t everyone just me, see?
God, bringing your power, intervene.
Make me a girl, a pretty queen!!!
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