THE PAIN, THE ANGUISH, AND THE STRESS, ALL BECAUSE I LIKE TO WEAR A DRESS, MY BODY SAYS BOY, MY BRAIN SAYS GIRL, IT'S SO CONFUSING, MY MINDS IN A WHIRL, A MISTAKE IN MY GENES, THE DAY I WAS BORN, HAS LEFT MY EXISTANCE OH SO FORLORN, THE ONLY SOLUTION TO CLAIM BACK MY LIFE' A COURSE OF HORMONES AND THE SURGEONS KNIFE, WILL ALL BE WELL WHEN THE WORK IS ALL DONE, WILL I BE A DAUGHTER OR STILL JUST A SON, HOW ELSE CAN I QUELL THE FEARS IN MY MIND, JUST TELL THE WORLD, AND HOPE THAT THEY'RE KIND.