b-tween

I dress like a boy. And act like a kid. I fit myself a dress, like nobody else could fit. I do my hair and make-up. And let my nails undone. And when I go for ties, a skirt will come along. I know I'm not that beautiful. Well, i don't give a f..ck. With clothes I can be anything, with style I rule the world. They say I should female. Or let the male comes in. Well, Boys and Girls's still fighting. I have fun in between.