The boys are pretty, The girls are pretty, Why is everyone so pretty? “Grandma won’t understand”, My parents state, As soon as I suggest to be out What did I do to deserve this? Just for being me? I want to love who I want, Without worrying about my grandma’s ways. I know she loves me, I know she is kind. But she is limiting who I can be, Will I ever be able to be me? -Bluebell Winters