Please try and imagine if this was you // or you might have something that you can relate it to.
So I was just a little kid about 7 or 8 // and I had something to say that could no longer wait.
So I went to my mom that hot day in July // with a hope in my heart and a tear in my eye.
Basically I said this girl is your son // and I’ve always felt this way and it hasn’t been fun.
We sat there together for a little while // I thought she was sad but then I saw her smile.
She told me I was brave and that she was so proud // that I came to her so she could help me sort things out.