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Dancing In Tutu


I dance around in my pink tutu

But only in my room

Only in my room I am a pretty little girl

A little girl everyone loves to see

as I dance with such grace and beauty in my pink tutu

But only in my room

When I step out I wear the darkest of colors

Oversized clothing, I look like my brother

I scrap my knee, grab my crotch, and fight

I'm the roughest and the toughest

I do this until its night

As I bathe all the dirt away

I think and I cry as I wash the lies away

Because I know what no one else does to be true

Once I get back into my room I'll dance around in my pink tutu

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