I'm sad because I'm not like them,
The norm that they expect to see.
I'm different, unique, and not the same,
And it's a struggle just to be me.

My parents are disappointed in me,
Because I'm a lesbian, not a boy.
They wish that I was just like them,
And that my feelings for girls weren't just a joy.

Sometimes I just wish I was a boy,
So that I...