The first few times I ever had sex, it hurt, I didn't cry,
But I did bleed, I did want to try,

But I was pure pressured into doing so,
I should have just told him no,
And that I had to go,
I don't know how or what but my favorite ice cream is vanilla, blue moon, Dean's Rainbow and cookiedough,
I remembered how fun it was to play a bongo.
Being wheelchairbound I'm not excited for this year's snow.

I guess they'll be a lot of staying in this winter,
And I definitely ain't got no ring on my ring finger,
I'm a brainstorming thinker,

When it comes to my own technique,
Also a cock suckin' freak,
I'd define myself in between a nerd and a geek,
I once regifted a antique,

That my grandma gave me, I never missed that glass angel that and my grandmother didn't seem to be bothered by it otherwise,
Not much like what they do now advertise,
I'm going to need some words-supplies
Good thing we live in a neighborhood that doesn't often burglarize,
What makes a mother give their baby boy a circumcise?
Not that it really matters, not trying to dramatize,
The situation, but sometimes I fantasize,

About what it would be like it I had a penis,
And what it would feel like to get head or have sex which is genus.

Basically i want to see if it's more pleasant,
Than having a vagina, I could get a sex change as a birthday present.

But I'd much rather be a woman,
Than a man,
Either way I'll have the same life span.

I'm bored as hell,
Ringing that morning victory bell,
I haven't slept all night can you tell?
I dislike it when I hear people yell,
And my little brother didn't even ask me if I was okay yesterday when I was in the bathroom and I fell.

Hit my head on my wheelchair too,
I was kicking away the robe on the floor so I could use my walker w/o any interruptions, I kicked too far and I, fall backwards and bang my head against the medal wheelchair one of these days I need to get a clue,
Today's the day I rue.

Life's constantly of day to day changes is ongoing,
How many buns...