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"All I Want To Be Is Me"
Written and illustrated by P. Rothblatt
© 2009 P. Rothblatt
I'm the kid with long red hair, That everybody calls a girl,
But I just like to wear my hair long Because I love to feel it whirl,
When I'm running with my puppy, Or climbing a tree,
I want to be all of me. All I want to be is me.
I'm the kid with lots of freckles, I love sports of every kind,
Most people think that I'm a boy, And I never really mind.
Because ever since I was two I knew That's who I'm meant to be,
I want to be all of me. All I want to be is me.
I'm the kid who looks down slowly When we line up as boys and girls,
I'm not sure which line to go to, And it makes me want to curl
Into a ball, until you can see, I am so much more than my body.
I want to be all of me. All I want to be is me.
Don't call me he. Don't call me she.
Please don't assume who I must be.
Because I don't feel like just one of those.
I want to be all of me. All I want to be is me.
I'm the kid who's great at soccer, For Christmas I got cleats,
When Grandma tried to get me in a dress, I told her my new name is Pete.
She looked a little shocked, and then a little scared, Then she smiled at me and said she didn't care,
Because all she wants me to be is me, She wants me to be all of me.
I'm the kid dressed as a princess, I love really sparkly clothes, Everbody wonders, but no one really knows
What it's like to be me, in my body. It takes a lot of courage To not fit inside a box,
I feel trapped inside a body, That has so many locks. But when I look inside my heart,
I am really free. I want to be all of me. All I want to be is me.
Don't call me he. Don't call me she.
Please don't assume who I must be.
Because I don't feel like just one of those.
I want to be all of me. All I want to be is me.
I'm the kid out on the school yard Other kids like to tease,
They say mean things to hurt me, And push me to my knees.
But my friends all gather around me And shout out to the bullies,
"We can all be who we want to be!" "Don't mess with me!"
Don't call me he. Don't call me she.
Please don't assume who I must be.
Because I don't feel like just one of those.
I want to be all of me. All I want to be is me.
This is for my children, who fill my heart with delight. This is for all children, in celebration of all of who you are. �