Sunday night stress Always present.
Living lies and secrets. Should be wearing a dress.
My life now begins, Realizations came late. I finally noticed,
S.he was hidden within.
Girlfriends I had,
There was no problem there. But my romantic moves Always seemed to go bad.
I searched and I wondered What must be wrong.
I must live from my heart, Or from life I’ll be sundered.
I always wanted to be. One of the girls,
Who serve and please. Me equals s.he.
