Redemption seems ever so trifle
Maybe they could use a rifle
Since fighting my nature is wincing
And how many am I convincing?
My thoughts may not always be pure
Since I have been born of nature
But that doesn’t make me a letch
Just flatters me to be a catch
And really, what is wrong with want?
It doesn’t mean I am a cunt
And what is wrong with feeling sexy?
It shows I’m gutsy – got some moxie!
Yet, I want to relate and eliminate hate
Can’t please everyone if I want to have fun
To be taken serious makes me delirious
Still, I want to be sensible, not reprehensible
Therefore I just want to be me
Whatever feels comfortable…maybe they’ll see
That all of this worry and fuss
Can’t let us unite and simply be us!
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