There was a girl I knew, once upon a yesteryear

On an ordinary day - with the sky so clear

They were the best days of one’s life

College.

So much to learn…and unlearn

The yearning urges of puberty grow in volume

No more bedtimes or parental on-looking

Alone in the dorm -- wifi fun till dawn

But I’d hear her crying and wonder why

I’d hear his shouting and watch 

As her friends come ‘round less and less

And soon I started to formulate a plan

Ordered some things online to help me look more like a man

Why was I doing this?

I don’t really know

But what I do know is this…

I know the pain of how it feels to think

You have nowhere to go

Nowhere to safely be  - who you are -  

Free

And should that abusive twat boyfriend of hers

Ever dare to try to think about hitting me?

Well, I will show him the full conviction of my 

Nearly complete Pre-Law degree