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"Real" Boy


In his heart he was a real boy,
but no one else agreed.
His heart this did destroy
And so he began to plead:
 
“Blue Fairy make them see,
Who I truly am inside.
I just want to be me
Without feeling like I've lied,” 
 
The Blue Fairy heard his plea
And took pity on the lad. 
She let him go free
Of the body that he had. 
 
Pinocchio’s soul now matched his form,
Unlike the female body in which he was born. 
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