I'm a girl, I got to know;
I like pink, I was said;
I love dolls, I was told;
Touched eighteen, got married.

I'm a boy, pride, and joy,
I like blue, a car as a toy;
I have freedom but not of tears
I'm strong cause I'm a boy.

Society told us what to do,
Your colour's pink, your colour's blue;
You're a man, men don't cry;
You're a girl, you are shy.

When voices are raised
Why the volume reduces?
People are superstitious
They still believe prejudices.

Equality all want,
Same line different font;
I am a girl, I can want anything.
I am a boy, it's just the same thing...

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