June Madrona

Bedroom Faeries
i followed you home from school trying not to fall behind you and you tall friends talking about boys we put makeup on that night in your room you took a picture of me dressed up in girl's clothes now i know how faeries cleaned my room now i know how santa always knew sister i love you weekends on the boat dad hid behind newspapers you took trips down the dock to call boys on the phone and i didn't understand why you wouldn't just ignore all the sexist shit he'd say to you and your friends when i was a boy i wasn't there for you now that i'm grown i have no excuse sister i love you From Letras Mania