I’m a boy like any other, you’d know if you looked at me,

But when I walk with all my friends, all they say is she,

When someone calls me my real name, I just want to cry,

But I’d never say anything or I’d be mortified,

When I take off my shirt, I hate what I see,

I can scream and I can cry but the girl in the mirror will still always be me,

And what the girl says is always she, she, she,