Dear child, tell me what torments you, so?
My heart longs to soothe and say,
You do belong, and you are not wrong.
Your Mommy’s got your back; come what may.
A stranger you are, to your body,
feeling stifled as a male.
You are not wrong, and you do belong.
Let’s break the chains and rewrite this tale.
You keep stammering with sorry eyes,
like when you tried lipstick on.
You do belong, and you are not wrong.
I’ve known you since the day you were born.
The relief on your face breaks my heart,
Never again must you hide,
You are not wrong, and you do belong.
Child, you’re my joy, my hope, and my pride!
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